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  My man is capital BS. He wants me to do his friends so that he can have some money in his pockets-he don't care if I don't have nuthing' but lint n mine. I came to this group to get away from bs for a couple of hours. Does anybody know if they still givin away bus passes at the front desk cause I need to go to the clinic Thursday morning.

All of us that were sittin around the table didn't know whether to laugh at her or cry for her because we all had been in her situation at one time or another. All our lives were full of drama and knew that as long as we lived we were going to be doin hard time.

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