I was skating at harbor banks today and this junky came up to me and said "hey do you want something?... I've got the best stuff you've ever had... I got paid today... bla bla bla..."
...junky talk.
He wouldn't go away, and it was pretty chat. Finally he said "I'll be over there, come over if you want to chill out". He then sat against a wall and OD'd. Cops came and then an ambulance took him away.
Turns out skating was a good choice...


















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