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At the urging of a ghost

April 26, 2007

Hamlet and the ghost

TONY
“You know that aura I was telling you about, he came back again last night. He wanted me to set up a meeting between him and the meth guy. He wrote the guy’s name in that plaster dust again. So out loud I said ‘Would Friday work?’ and he flashed the numbers 8:30pm on the clockradio to show me what time he wanted to meet the guy who got him the meth.

“So that’s what I’ve gotta do. I gotta set up that meeting.”

The power of meth

April 18, 2007

Meth

TONY
“So I’m staying in this house; it’s been abandoned on account of my friend dying there. It was the meth that did it.

“I’m sitting there in front of a clock-radio and I hear this creak, creak, creak. I check the whole house but everything’s locked so no one coulda got in.

“I sit down again and in comes this aura kind of thing. I know it’s my dead friend. My friend writes out the name of the guy who got him the meth in the plaster dust on the floor. By now I’m really scared and I’ve got goose bumps on my goose bumps.”

PHILIP
“Were you high or something?”

TONY
“No. I was totally clean; that’s why I was so scared.”

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