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I think that the worst possible death is one that a friend of mine seems to be pursuing.
A crack addict in the depth of his addicition--no home, no food, no place to go--just the ever reaching for the eternal high.
I hope he does--but I'll bet he won't--get to celebrate his 40th birthday on December 11.
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I awake--in my new coffin of native earth.
Last edited by juanhacko; 11-24-2003 at 07:19 PM.
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