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Chapter 85: Black Don't Crack
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Yea… uhh- It's just one day at a time, really… I was hooked on heroin myself after I got in a car wreck 'n couldn't get refills once I recovered… docs don't wean people off like they should. Got worse 'n worse over a couple years. Enough was enough when I forgot my kid's birthday in favour of gettin' high and fuckin' some skank two weeks ago. Charles found me the next morning when I was comin' down from that particularly wild
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