In mid-July a good friend of mine, Frankie's, mother sadly passed away. Frankie and I have known each other and worked together for seven years so he has been my family in Nassau. When his mother passed away, three of our friends flew down from Boston and FL for the wake and funeral. Frankie grieved in the only way he knew how: total avoidance. Our somber weekend of mourning turned into hardcore partying. He wanted to take his mind off of it, so we helped him. Club drugs, alcohol, dancing, bar hopping, carrying Jamie out of the bar one night, hitching a ride to Rose another, almost getting into a bar fight, it was quite the weekend. It all ended up with me searching for my clothes at a friend’s house Monday morning very late to take my friends to the airport.




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