We have a huge heroin problem in Rhode Island.
Not sure why.
But not a single day goes by that I don't sell syringes to junkies.
And every single one of them has the same story:
"It's for my gramma."
Look, you don't need a backstory, I'm going to sell you the needle regardless.
But could you please not throw them in the bushes when you're done shooting up?
Not sure why.
But not a single day goes by that I don't sell syringes to junkies.
And every single one of them has the same story:
"It's for my gramma."
Look, you don't need a backstory, I'm going to sell you the needle regardless.
But could you please not throw them in the bushes when you're done shooting up?
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