Sunday, 25 May 2008
May 25, 2008.
I am standing against the barrier at the front and two junkies are make-out humping beside me. There's something visceral and desperate about them, it's creepily beautiful in all its track-marked, braless, unashamed and disturbing handsiness. I try not to watch but can't look away. The guy is tweaked out like crazy. He has a faded home tattoo on his arm - MUM.
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