Since the last reality check, I have slipped and fallen on my back, thought I had broken it, couldn't walk for two weeks. My old man had a heart attack, has just come home and started smoking weed again, is imagining evil spirits everywhere (even in me), tried to jump out of the fucking window...what else could Fortune throw at me?
I swear I am going to die soon.
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I have to mention one of my favourite books in recent years: Philip Marsdens Spirit-Wrestlers : A Russian Journey . There's a particular...