Darknet Diaries
134: Deviant
Deviant Ollam
If a janitor comes along, you gotta, you know, say, I just had some anxiety. I work here. I needed a place to chill. Or pretend you're doing drugs. I don't know. And you say, I promise I'm going to rehab. Don't tell me. Don't narc on me, buddy. But no, I didn't find any good closets or anything. I found an elevator. And I said, okay, well, we got an elevator.
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