A bad batch

Two empty glass beer mugs

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I was homeless for 33 years. I was “living” in Tenleytown on Wisconsin Avenue NW and sleeping in the Tenleytown subway station across from Best Buy. My friends and I would drink liquor and smoke K-2. We drank for about twenty years; we smoked for about three years. I did both because I was angry and I had a bad attitude. I’d get in street fights with people I didn’t like. I had several serious problems.

My drinking sent me to prison for a couple of years. When I came home the first time my friend Chris had died from an overdose of K-2. When I came home the second time after completing sentencing for my parole violation they found my very close friend, Charles, dead in his apartment. I was very sad he had left me alone. We’d been together on the street for about 15 years. I miss him so much. He used to say, “I’ve got your back” all the time for me to get myself together.

So after those friends died from an overdose or too much drinking or whatever else they may have done, I made up my mind to stop smoking K-2. I do not want anybody to EVER smoke that because people put fentanyl and many other bad substances into the K-2. So, if you don’t want to die from a bad batch, PLEASE leave drugs alone. Thank you!


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