I was birthed a while back in Wheeling, W.V. The hospital has been demolished. I grew up hungry so it’s good that my childhood was short, ending at about 11. Poor, but too dumb to notice. I farted around for a number of years, met some people, met my responsibilities (a lot of them anyway), loved, laughed, pissed away my money, prayed when scared, bounced around different places, and here I am today, right where I was headed.
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