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I hadn't taken anything in so long, but he was bound to remember me.

He almost refused me at first, I was seventeen when I had first found him. My beard hadn't grown then so I looked like a proper little twat.

He told me he was so proud of me when I told him I had to stop, because he understood that it wasn't a good thing, and drugs were more often than not a temporary thing in someone's life and not permanent.

I was nervous, but I recognised the place we were walking to. I had been here loads. I'm just surprised Dan hasn't changed location.

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