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September 1994

Step One: Gateway to Freedom

Lying face down on my dirty living room carpet, hands manacled behind my back, I listened as the sheriff's deputies ransacked my home looking for contraband. I heard one deputy remark, "Boy, this dude sure likes to drink. Must be forty empty liquor bottles on the kitchen floor."

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