E...cstasy in Mexico

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E...cstacy in Mexico
Running away to another country to survive the daily grind is important if not necessary, but all the temptations that come with a trip across the boarder can be dangerous
Margaritas greet you ON arrival and you welcome them, but before you know it, the different ways to alter your mental state are overwhelming. A simple smile to a stranger leaves you with a laundry list of brain-fucker-uppers. Playing it safe only works until the third tequila shot and now the pills seem less dangerous and the crowd seems more attractive. The party ends and you’re still awake, sweating with dilated pupils and looking to continue the party. The pool is poor company yet sleep doesn’t come. By morning the dangers are gone, but the remaining hangover is unbearable and you start to rethink the definition of Ecstacy. —me
