A view on drug dealing and life by Chatter Master.
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Masako and Spam Musubi 
I live in a quiet neighborhood. At one time, a long time ago, both neighbors’ sons were little drug dealers. The old lady living in front was a prostitute. Luckily they all moved. Drugs destroy lives. Period. Never touched that stuff. My only addiction is writing blogs! (no pun intended).
BTW… Nice kids you have. I saw their pictures with Old Jack. I think they have a great dad. Great car too… But I am more of a Chevrolet Camaro type. Don’t own one though… Not enough dough paying for kids tuitions instead.
No regrets at all. I can dream about it and look at pictures.