Going to clubs and enjoying nightlife, the occasional encounter with a drug dealer try to sell their wares does happen. When presented with the purchase option of crystal meth, the answer is always the same: "Crystal is for poor people." Having grown up in the midwest and having seen an episode or twenty of COPS, crystal brings images to mind of gray-toothed, flannel-wearing muleteers flailing wildly and babbling aimlessly. My opinion remains unchanged by crystallized club-goers who are always in a hurry to get somewhere and viewing others as simply obstacles to be plowed through.
This weekend, instead of dealing dismissmal to the dealer, his excellent, if over-seen, Dior sunglasses were noted and a conversation started. My curiosity had been piqued and there was information to be collected, if quickly.
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For Mothers Day or Fathers Day you are expected to send a card or gift to Mother or Father. The option to send something along to a step-parent is really dependent on one's relationship with said relative. Seeing as it is Presidents Day, and seeing as the current president has filled the role of a Cinderella-esque evil step-president to both my city and my country, the choice was made to ignore the day altogether and just go to Alegria at CroBar with DJ Tony Moran.
Pictures after the jump!
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