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I used to work at the Fisherman's Terminal. I used to walk around while I ate my lunch. Ethiopian dude walked up to me once.
"Merchant marine?"
"Excuse me?"
"Do you know to the merchant marine?"
"Directions? No I'm sorry - "
"Do you like to party?"
Dude holds up a rag. Opens it up. hockey puck of black tar heroin, Arabic stamp on the side. I aver that I don't like to party that much and the dude moves on.
I don't even like weed and I still wish I bought that fuckin' horse-chokin' slab of horse from time to time.