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Sunday, December 13, 2009
# 8 - T.J.
I see you - stringy red hair, sallow skin - and I remember the spunky girl I taught. You called me, sobbing, asking for help with your addiction to heroin. We've tried everything, but you can't break away, and I can't make you.
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