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I got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train and if you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same. We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain. But what was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane. & I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this, the reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did. It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live. Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is.