March 26th, 2008
Fighting The Cocaine Demons
“What part of this story am I expected to believe?” I asked myself. When I asked my son what he was doing out here at night he laughed and said, “I was on my way to your house when I remembered that I had a chicken in the oven and if I didn’t get back to my apartment it would burn, so I headed back home!”
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