Neighbors called him a drug-fiend after they found syringes in his yard.

They whispered that the arch-fiend had returned to reclaim the cursed throne.

The landlord unfairly labeled the man a dope fiend and evicted him without hearing his side.

After years of stealing to feed his habit, he was viewed by neighbors as a drug fiend.

Late at night the old warehouse echoed with the muttered prayers of dope fiends searching for their next fix.

The neighborhood had changed since the abandoned building became a hideout for drug-fiends.

Neighbors complained to the police after discovering drug fiends loitering outside the apartment building late at night.