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Aug 2017
"A man walks in and asks for a water
then proceeds to sit in a corner and engage in conversation with himself

He's packing grey knives but he's too afraid to brandish them on the chance that he'll get his **** thrown away

He laughs, but he's the only one who is laughing."
I heard they released a bunch of people from the local penitentiary, but I didn't know that included inmates from the psych ward.
Darkly
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