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ex heroin dealer

o's brother was an addict. it killed him eventually. died on a hospital bed in a hospital on some island off of spain or italy or greece. one time, he'd run off trying to escape the draft, and lived the winter in some shepherd's cottage on and off believing in suicide. when we roamed around the countries, the police would stop us for an hour or more while checking passports because of o's last name. they always assumed he was his brother, although his brother was dead. i could never fully comprehend the expression o always had while waiting. looking back on it, the most interesting thing about him was his brother because it gave him pain.