And every “bad” neighborhood has “that” park. You know it well.
The one by the bus stop with grass that prefers McDonald’s wrappers over water.
I myself walked through a park like that nearly every day in my early twenties, and only once was I asked to buy anything other than a dime bag of weed by a toothless man in a suspiciously nice coat.
Radar Online reports, for the millionth time, that actor Nick Stahl IS that man in the park. Or in this case, the man by the methamphetamine clinic. (Often they’re one and the same.) Continue reading “Nick Stahl: ‘Weed is For Pansies, I Want METH!’”