I think it was mostly truth I was after.

I know that truth is a troubling thing. You can't drink your way to it. You can't snort your way to it. You can't fuck your way to it. You can't cheat your way to it. You can't love your way to it. You can only let it envelope you and try to make sense of it all.

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