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I've got two more months to attain expert level knowledge of diabetes. And to become functional in the french language. I don't have internet st home yet and none of the neighbors do either. That's typical of the hood where I'm living until I get to paris. One good thing they have here is dope but unfortunately there is not an open air drug market. I ride to the tenderloin for that.
There was a lot of heat there today. I was surprised bc i had read on opiophile that tues and thurs are sweep days.
On my way to a spot there were a pair of what lookef like undercovet cops. They were standong on the corner. Both obvioudly well-fed. Clothes were too clean and they were wearing sun glasses despite it being late afternoon.
The raw human suffering there is overwhelming. I passed someone sitting on the sidewalk wailing at the top of their lungs. He/she was completely covered with a blsnket which had a burkha effect.
Nearby there were groups of broken-down people sitting stnading laying down squatting or even curled up on the cement.
Half a block from the undervovers i saw Jorge who was supposed to sell me a gram of chiva.
I broke the rule and ftonted him the money. He left and came back a few minutes later with a small chunk of tar. I was hoping he would give me a phone number so I won't have yo keep taking the risk of hoing back there but he was way too nervous .
after I got it and rounded I saw six cop cars lined up. Setting sanitation aside I put the dope in my mouth at the back of my tongue and got ready to wash it down eith my drink in case the cops rushed me.
It was very bitter and began to dissolve during the next couple of blocks until I felt safe enough to take it out again
 
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