Narcos, Bone Pegs and... True Love?
September 2nd 2017 "There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread."
I met this hardass mofo, ex US Marine, somebody you wouldn't want to fuck with. We began chatting at the bar and I slowly ascertained that he's a high-ranking member of the drug cartel. His buddy just stood there with a radio, not drinking, not talking to anyone, occassionally making calls: presumably his bodyguard/assistant. Near closing time,
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