Florida, Cocaine, and Me: A Love Story (Part I of III)

By Beach Blogger at 7 February, 2010, 7:15 am

by Jane Doe There came a time when a fight over the last gram on my birthday resulted in me having a broken finger, a divorce lawyer, and a restraining order. This, I am sure, was 2008.  We got back together and around Christmas time it got ugly again – there were no presents, but plenty of drugs, my husband had long since lost his job at

the boat company, we had gone from black amex-fueled parties on the Gansevoort Roofdeck to our house being the one where scantily-clad girls spilled cocaine on the floor at 11 am on a Sunday. I rarely left except to go to Publix and 7-11.  My dealer delivered. 

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Florida, Cocaine, and Me: A Love Story (Part I of III)

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