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New York Story Night #60

But she was a drug addict, and I wasn't

She looked at me flatly for a moment and then began walking toward the marble stairs at the other end of the wide hall.

It had never occurred to me that Stella was doing anything but using me for drugs. And I guess I didn’t mind.

“They’re in the bathroom, medicine cabinet. Take as many as you want,” I said.

It wasn’t possible that she was already out of pills. If she’d taken three months’ quota in two days, she’d be dead.

“I can’t wake up out in some cornfield in a triple SF.”

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