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Pam: Fuck 'em, they want me in rehab.Why?
Because I drink, lace my blunts, collect metal and do whatever I feel like! Look, I don't have much time! Fuck these motherfuckers. I don't have much time to live.Why is that?
Four years ago, the doctors gave me five years to live. I have colon cancer. Two years ago I locked myself in a car and set it on fire. See the burns on my face? If it wasn't for some people that broke into the car and dragged me out I'd be dead. See this thing on my chest?Yes, and you're so skinny as well. What's on your chest?
It's from chemo. I don't eat, I don't see doctors, I can't keep food down. God damn!Whats your name?
Pam.I'm Todd.
What's up man?

Why, you scared? And no.If you had a Cubs hat on I wouldn't be, but since you've got a White Sox hat and a knife I am just a little concerned.
Ha, you're funny. Want to go see a movie or something downtown sometime?
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No. I stay on the West Side. You won't see me over there.We should hang out downtown. Did you grow up here?
Yes, I had a shitty family in this shitty neighbourhood. I am one of those Chicago stories that has layers of shit being fucked up. Like my fuckin' brother. I was going to murder him, put a knife in his throat. Me and my sister. He raped us all the time. When we were getting close to doing it we came home and he was dead on the floor with a needle hanging off his neck. It's the only time God answered my prayers. It was this knife we were gonna use; I have to keep it. Have you noticed how many white girls have been hanging around here recently?The ones looking rough, walking up and down Kostner?
Yeah, I get them business if I can’t help a guy. Anyways, fuck rehab those shitty motherfuckers. I got to hustle and make my money. I’ve been out here for 40 years. I'm going to die on these streets. I’m not going to see a doctor anymore. I’m just not going to participate.Earth's alright, though, isn't it?
I liked it at first.
