holy camoly
okay. first off - this dude was hanging his head in his hands outside the door of the rainbow. my senses told me he was SUPER fucked up...so i talked to him, offered him water. he was grateful that i spoke to him...he told me stories about how he was at PARLIAMENT all week sitting in on question period and how it's fucked him up. his yellow stained fingers clenched into fists while he told me he hates our PRIME MINISTER. He told me how he wanted to "rip the heart out of the mother fucker and shoot him with his gun". He went on to tell me about a store he was in where the man offered him coffee and the little boy who followed him around was annoying him. He told me the security guard at the parliament buildings was ELVIS.
I enjoyed speaking with him. He was SOOOO fucked up. And I don't know if it was drugs (but I suspect) or just because he was mentally ill.
I brought him water. I brought him lots of water and I told him he was going to have a good night.
Later, I met a guy who had been in jail for 11 years. People intrigue me. This man told me about how he was interrogated and brutally beaten by cops. I asked him questions about jail and how he looked murderers in the eye, knowing they killed somebody. I love people. I love people's experiences.
I enjoyed speaking with him. He was SOOOO fucked up. And I don't know if it was drugs (but I suspect) or just because he was mentally ill.
I brought him water. I brought him lots of water and I told him he was going to have a good night.
Later, I met a guy who had been in jail for 11 years. People intrigue me. This man told me about how he was interrogated and brutally beaten by cops. I asked him questions about jail and how he looked murderers in the eye, knowing they killed somebody. I love people. I love people's experiences.