Cebu to NYC

I stayed at the Bellevista for roughly 2 weeks. I only left my room to change currency and pay my running tab. I subsisted upon chips (french fries) and mayo, washed down with Kalamansiade, Kalamansi being the tiny citrus fruit that Filipinos use as a condiment. I did almost all the drugs i had brought with me from Thailand. Nothing helped. Nothing worked. I thought I was truly in love.

Ailyn arrived in Hong Kong and it took her a day or two to get online. She liked her job. She had friends in Hong Kong. I lived for our talks, so happy and so alone. Then I got a text from Israel that my brother Natan had died. I went to the airport, bought a ticket for America, direct to Victoria in British Columbia, with a switch for Kennedy in NYC. My brother lived in Brooklyn. I returned to the airport the next morning and left, bringing 5 boxes of Dihydrocodeinone and 2 boxes of valium.

Landing in Canada was so strange. They had dozens of workers who opened all our bags, went over piece by piece. Obviously there was an intel alert not released to the public. You would be suprised but airport personnel mever raise an eyebrow if you pack Rx drugs openly in carry on.
 
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