Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining — he was the first of my friends to fall.
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Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining

— he was the first of my friends to fall.
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