So, can I just mention that I was downtown a few weeks ago and stepped on a used needle? Sorry, it squicks me out too. Didn't get into my shoe, but I was well freaked out. This makes the second used needle I've stepped on, so far.
There is no reason to bring this up, other than the fact that it flits into my mind more than I anticipated it would and I just find it so disturbing. And depressing. What are we supposed to do about this kind of drug use in our society? I have no idea.
Watch where you walk, friends.
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