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It was a ****** mary morning, with a Van Gogh sky. I woke up early, and found a bar that did the   same. My kind of place dark and empty. I began ordering ****** marys, one after another. At noon I paid my bill and caught the bus downtown. I had to be at the   courthouse at one for a probation violation hearing. I met my lawyer in the   hall. He said, “What the hell are you doing?” “What are you talking about?” I asked. “You’re drunk,” he shouted. “I’m fine,”  I said. I followed him into the courtroom. We sat down across the table from the prosecutor. As soon as we sat down, he said, “Come with me.” I got up and followed him into the judges chambers. He handed me a small machine with a tube attached, and said, “Blow in this.” I did. He said, "This must be your   lucky day. It’s broken. Do you want a week in jail or a month more probation?” I’ll take the longer probation, I said I had nothing but time, and a small amount of cash. I walked out of the court house. Everything looked ******
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Mar 3, 2023
Mar 3, 2023 at 6:55 AM UTC
****** Mary Morning
It was a ****** mary morning, with a Van Gogh sky. I woke up early, and found a bar that did the   same. My kind of place dark and empty. I began ordering ****** marys, one after another. At noon I paid my bill and caught the bus downtown. I had to be at the   courthouse at one for a probation violation hearing. I met my lawyer in the   hall. He said, “What the hell are you doing?” “What are you talking about?” I asked. “You’re drunk,” he shouted. “I’m fine,”  I said. I followed him into the courtroom. We sat down across the table from the prosecutor. As soon as we sat down, he said, “Come with me.” I got up and followed him into the judges chambers. He handed me a small machine with a tube attached, and said, “Blow in this.” I did. He said, "This must be your   lucky day. It’s broken. Do you want a week in jail or a month more probation?” I’ll take the longer probation, I said I had nothing but time, and a small amount of cash. I walked out of the court house. Everything looked ******
#alcoholism#dysfunction
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59/M/Clear Lake
Mar 3, 2023
Mar 3, 2023 at 6:55 AM UTC
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