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Nima said she was ****** off and wanted out of the hospital. I was visiting her outside on the lawn. She was in her nightgown getting some sun. What's up? I said. Everything from the quacks to the food to the **** ants creeping along the floor by my bed she said. Aren't you allowed out into town or up to London? I said. **** them Benny she said just because my mother put a bad word in they don't trust me out in case I go get a fix. A nurse passed by out on to the lawn to attend to a guy who was doing something with his ***** No no Henry not out here she said. Nima shook her head see what I mean I'm a druggie these people are mentally ill why am I with them? The guy was taken back into the ward by the nurse. I looked at Nima I wouldn't get you drugs I could tell them that I said. No use Benny they won't listen. She lit up a cigarette from the pack I brought her and I lit it and lit one for me. A radio played from the open window of the ward a Beatle song. We sat and smoked and talked more. Henry stood flashing by the open ward door.
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Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
VISITING NIMA 1967
Nima said she was ****** off and wanted out of the hospital. I was visiting her outside on the lawn. She was in her nightgown getting some sun. What's up? I said. Everything from the quacks to the food to the **** ants creeping along the floor by my bed she said. Aren't you allowed out into town or up to London? I said. **** them Benny she said just because my mother put a bad word in they don't trust me out in case I go get a fix. A nurse passed by out on to the lawn to attend to a guy who was doing something with his ***** No no Henry not out here she said. Nima shook her head see what I mean I'm a druggie these people are mentally ill why am I with them? The guy was taken back into the ward by the nurse. I looked at Nima I wouldn't get you drugs I could tell them that I said. No use Benny they won't listen. She lit up a cigarette from the pack I brought her and I lit it and lit one for me. A radio played from the open window of the ward a Beatle song. We sat and smoked and talked more. Henry stood flashing by the open ward door.
A YOUNG MAN VISITS AGIRL IN A PSYCHATRIC HOSPITAL IN 1967
TerryCollett
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Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
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