NOTE: The information I'm about to provide is about a year old, and I'm pretty much out of the game... So I can only speak of my past exploits.
All of you in the NYC metro region who go to the street to cop, hand-to-hand and the like, are some courageous MF'ers.
Paterson (Silk City, what's really hood) is so hot, you might as well wear oven mitts when you go to cop. The Brick is probably just as risky, if not more so.
Every single person I know who made a habit of going to P-town or NWK to cop has, on at least one occasion, been caught or nearly caught by the cops. Aside from that, I know numerous people who've been beat (or beaten up!) by runners for their cash.
I know it's not the easiest thing to find a delivery service, but once you lock it down with a reliable delivery connect, shit is real professional and civilized.
When I moved to Manhattan in the Summer of 2005, my roommate, whom I had known for years, hooked me up with the phone number of his delivery service. Over the next few years, while networking with other people who were also into pain-killing, I got the numbers of three more delivery services. They would all turn their phones on at about 5:00PM/17:00 and start taking orders. Some would consistently arrive within thirty minutes, while others wouldn't start making deliveries until 9:00PM/21:00. Each service had their own "trademark" stamps, which they would sell exclusively... In other words,
each service only sold one or two different stamp brands over the course of the three years that I made use of the delivery service... Which is in
stark contrast with what most people experience going to the street to cop, where brands change frequently, and brands aren't always a reliable indicator of quality. Each brand was quite consistent in the quality of product it would contain, and so we learned very quickly which brands we liked and which brands we didn't. My two favorite delivery services were my favorites because their quality was almost perfectly consistent, the quantity of product contained in each bag was almost always decent and consistent from bag to bag, the delivery "workers" were open and taking orders almost every single day without interruption or dry periods, and (incredibly and ironically)
their prices were the best.
One service came through with bags stamped
FIRST AID in red ink, and sold for
<snip> for a bundle of ten individual bags. After about two years, they switched their brand to
I-95 stamped in blue ink, the quality and quantity remaining the same, but the price went to
<snip> for the same bundle. I really didn't care, because the quality/quantity were always excellent, and who the fuck was I to complain (I know, I know... You could argue about "loyal customer privileges" and blah blah blah... But that's a different discussion). The other service delivered bags stamped with
BLUE MAGIC with a star between "Blue" and "Magic," all stamped in blue ink, which sold for
<snip> for a bundle of ten individual bags, though I only discovered this particular service towards the last year or so of my drug use.
The delivery service concept works well in Manhattan because a deliverer can park their car, get out and start walking on heavily trafficked blocks where people blend in with each other and all seem to be on their way to somewhere, get to their target destination, usually a huge anonymous-looking apartment building where they ring the specific bell for their customer's apartment, get buzzed in and proceed to the apartment door where they can do the swap in the privacy of a private residential building, in the same way that pizza and chinese food are delivered right to city apartments.
This process basically cuts the risk down to practically ZERO for the buyer, and cuts out many risks for the seller (though introduces several others, not the least of which are the charges that would accompany getting pulled over with dozens of bundles in your car). The very professional, cautious deliverers would employ all manner of preventative measures aimed towards mitigating risk (legal and otherwise), sometimes including custom remotely-operated hidden storage spaces that were nearly impossible to find/open unless you knew where the hidden button was and how it was operated.
The only "negative" about this arrangement, if you want to call it that, would be the exceptional reliability and convenience of the whole thing. *
As long as you have the cash, you can send yourself into outer space whenever you feel so inclined.* As in my case, I ended up spending around $2,000 a month to maintain my habit, and before long, I lost the ability to hold together the various components of my life. It doesn't always happen to everyone, but it happened to me, and I certainly learned a lesson out of it.
while i greatly appreciate your contribution, prices and specific information (such as street names) are not allowed in this forum. please take a moment to read the guidelines to familiarize yourself with what is and is not allowed. thanks and welcome to Bluelight 
Sorry about that! I read the board rules, but I figured I could post the prices since the information was over a year old. In the future, I'll refrain from doing so... Thanks for the heads up!
