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Sunday, July 06, 2003

One thing I like/fear about my neighborhood is that one can shuffle home at 3:30 in the morning, nod hello to one's neighbor on the stoop two doors down the street, and not only be offered coke, but - despite shaking one's head in declination - be extended a "try it before you buy it" policy. Who knew drug dealers had such a sense of community?

Posted by morland @ 03:39 PM

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Said neighbor does not seem to be following the established protocol.
If he is indeed selling from his place of residence, he is in clear violation of Rule Number Five of Biggie's "Ten Crack Commandments". For specifics, please refer to disc 2 of Life After Death.

Posted by: Frank White on July 7, 2003 06:05 PM

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