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I remember waiting around in front of the office for a ride home, leaning with my back up against a brick wall when I recognized that this way that I felt was HIGH, and I liked it…a lot. I filed that feeling away for future reference. It slowed everything down for me, all the thoughts in my head just zeroed into none. I was fucking up long before I started getting high. I was a vandal and I burned my bridges before they were built. I behaved as though I were on drugs even when I was supposedly straight edge. Three weeks into my senior year, I found out that it was gonna take two more years for me to graduate, and I wasn’t having any part in that. I dropped outta high school. At that time, I didn’t smoke or drink. I was 4

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Bad Jobs #1  

The first installment of William Z. Saunders’ “Bad Jobs” recollects being punk in the rural south and other bad jobs....With illustrations b...

Bad Jobs #1  

The first installment of William Z. Saunders’ “Bad Jobs” recollects being punk in the rural south and other bad jobs....With illustrations b...

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