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there is an alcoholic in my town. he's pretty blatant about it. he only has the one coat, (white haha). never shaves or cuts his hair. always with a bottle of old english, he will just lie on the street. doesn't give a fuck.
anyway the story behind it (it's actually true). he was a pretty cool, relatively clean guy with a job. then one day he was at a garage with a friend and started looking thru a magazine while he was waiting for his friend to get his shit.
his brother was a christian missionary, and had went out to africa. as the guy looked thru the magazine, must have been some news or politics thing, cos he came across a picture of his own brothers corpse, murdered by tribesmen!
since about that time he's been an alcoholic.
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