I spent the last week in Perth's mental asylum. Christmas was cool, I got a red singlet, tartan shorts, Zaxon thongs, shower gel and two chocolates, one of which I exchanged for a cigarette. I have no memory of my best friend visiting me but she can recollect the event well. I think the chlorpromazine must have addled my memory. Now that I am allowed back into the outside world I can enjoy the luxury of living in a homeless shelter. What fun Perth is.
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