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May 1980

PO Box 1980

Two trips

Shortly after Christmas four years ago, I drove from Texas to Chicago. I was alone, drunk, and full of tranquilizers. I was eighteen years old, angry, sick, and confused. I knew something was terrifically wrong with me, but I couldn't put a name to it.

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