I can't go anywhere without gettin' hassled by the fuzz. I got back into Md, spent two typical days sobering up before I gave in.. My sister took me to see Tom Petty for my birthday.. My first actual concert ever!! I told myself I wasn't going to drink so I didn't bring any liquor with me... $3.50 a beer, I guess that's standard. My sister bought
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get this.. remember that guy Orlando with stomach cancer? We met him on Castro while busking outside Wallgreens? Well, I called him to get some shit from the club. Wasn't him.. was the fucking SHERIFF'S OFFICE. dude, read the story on my journal. i'm about to write it up.
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