I don't know why I got an odd inspiration to write this:

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He was restless, shaky, sweaty, constantly scratching the itches all over
his body, and clearly in great pain.

"I need a fix, man. I need a fix real bad!"

Under normal circumstances he would clearly have been a handsome young man,
probably in his mid-twenties. However, he was just a wreck of a human being.
He clearly hadn't eaten in days, taken a shower in weeks, and his pale face
looked more like a skull, showing unhealthy weight loss, dehydration,
protruding cheekbones and sunken eyes. He looked much older than he probably
was.

"Come on, man, gimme something. I'm dying here! You know me. I promise
I'll pay you next time. I'll pay you triple."

Had his life gone slightly differently, had he made different choices in his
youth, had his environment and friends been a bit different, he might have
been in college studying for a degree in science, medicine or law, instead
of having been reduced to begging a drug dealer in a dark alley because he
had no money. Begging for his life. A life of miserable existence.
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                                                          - Warp

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On Sat, 23 Jul 2011 18:30:26 +0200, Warp <war### [at] tagpovrayorg> wrote:

that reminds me of one of these e-mails I got once.

It starts with a picture of a woman who looked way over 90 years old,  
smoking a cigar with a big grin on her face.

Some-one asks her: what is your secret to life?

She answers: I smoke, I binge on booze, sleep with lots of men, and get  
high on drugs every day.

when asked how old she is she answers: 32 years old


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-Nekar Xenos-

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"Nekar Xenos" <nek### [at] gmailcom> wrote:
> On Sat, 23 Jul 2011 18:30:26 +0200, Warp <war### [at] tagpovrayorg> wrote:
>
> that reminds me of one of these e-mails I got once.
>
> It starts with a picture of a woman who looked way over 90 years old,
> smoking a cigar with a big grin on her face.
>
> Some-one asks her: what is your secret to life?
>
> She answers: I smoke, I binge on booze, sleep with lots of men, and get
> high on drugs every day.
>
> when asked how old she is she answers: 32 years old
>
>
> --
> -Nekar Xenos-

Well, Amy done it in just about 27 years.

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