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Centre For Addiction and Mental Health
by
Owen Roberts

She's Polish, Czech or Russian. She reeks of liquor and her cheeks are full of cotton swabs, there is dried blood on her lips. She gives me a friendly smile and I immediately overlook the blood and stench. I notice she has breasts, they might not be very nice, but she has them... and she has an ass, two legs, two arms and a whole head of hair. Once again I find myself sucked into that black hole of a woman showing me the slightest bit of attention. I imagine her placing her People Weekly magazine down and telling me she wants me now in the washroom of the mental hospital.


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