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It’s often frightful to contemplate how things that were wrong in the past, when the country was still in halfway normal conditions, became much worse lately. By golly, when I was knee high to a cricket, hard drugs meant speed pills, dumb dust, and heroin. Nowadays, as young whippersnappers well know, it’s meth, crack, and fentanyl. Why, they even got horse tranquilizer in Philly that turns you into zombie! (more…)






