"My favorite Bungalow 8 Memory? That could be tough. Bungalow 8 is where I went to FORGET what was going on in my life. There for awhile the place was more like home to me than anywhere else. Except, instead of walking in on grandma's homecooking, I'd walk into the arms of grandma Zelda. It was always hard for me to do drugs when Zelda was in the room, so I think of her as my catalyst for sobriety. The nights she decided to stay in became a blur."
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