One Last Call I was sitting so patiently at the hospital hoping for good news. What came next should only happen in nightmares. That was the last night for him. Briini was my brother. He had been battling addiction of all sorts. He had done it all. Everything out there. We live in Detroit. Not a good place for Briini. He couldn't control his addiction there.
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