Tuesday, October 03, 2006

The Medicated U.S.

I recall strolling down a street in amsterdam when two european thugs tried to sell me cocaine. Vile, Filthy and scarred. I just wanted to distance myself from them. I now would trust those fuckers sooner than i would my own family physician with his reassuring looking bifocals, broad smile and many many pounds of prescription pads.

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