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Really? Again? I find myself at a club and there are masses of people, dancing and enjoying the evening. After a few conversations wich I can't remember the party quiets down.

I decide to leave and ask a friend for a ride home. Out of nothing I see my friend B. and he asks me if he can join our ride. We squeeze inside the car (It was small, unreal small) and we drive off. On the ride he starts doing lines of coke and we get thrown out of the car.

Fragment: He trashes a big skip of gravel - We get busted - We hang out in a coffee shop with the cops.