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From the July 2018 magazine.

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His prison was filled with alcohol and drugs, but luckily he began to do laps with a guy named Skyler

When I walked into the bank and handed the teller a note demanding money, all I cared about was making it to the bar a few blocks away. Later, as my photo appeared on the noon news report broadcasting on the television above the shot glasses, I hoped nobody would recognize me.

The next day, I drank myself right up to the sheriff’s office and turned myself in, thinking they would go easy on me.

-- Charles H

Atwater, California

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