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249 | Drug Dealer

"What?" asked Brother Eric.

"I need marijuana," I repeated.

“Yes, I heard you say that,” said Eric, “I'm sorry for being surprised. But this is the first time I've heard such a request from you. I never heard of you using drugs before. I thought you just like alcohol."

"I'm a trustworthy person," I said.

"Why do you use marijuana?" asked Eric.

“I have a problem with headaches,” I replied.

“A headache is the same as a serious problem. That's right?" said Eric, “I can also guess that you have a stomach ache too.”

"That's right," I replied.

Eric then opened his desk drawer. He seemed to be picking up something like a cigarette. I know what it is. Then Eric turned it on, inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly. His distinctive aroma immediately burst into the workspace.

"This is what you need, isn't it?" said Eric as he handed me the cigarette.

"That's right," I replied. "Tur

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