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This thread reminds me my childhood when parents did always tell me to never touch the needles I could find on the street. And there were lots of them, lying here and there, as I remember. There also were a weird guy who liked playing with rubbish and other shit, he was from the neighboring block. He got infected with some shit soon and no one had ever seen him again, but according to our childish rumors, he just decided to play doctor with the used needles, got sick and died. Ah, good ol' days.
