And guess what I found? A baggie. A little baggie...If it didn't rain last night I might have picked it up and scraped it...I could still see little remnants of meth. Then I made a mental note of where I found it. It was 2 blocks down from my house, I figure it must be a neighbor of mine. Not that I have the balls to go and just ask them; but I made a mental note anyways....sick
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