By Mason Johnson
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Dear Cancer, your want for justice is keen. You yearn for it, you hunger for it, you thirst for it like a parched man thirsts for Grape Crush (way better than Fanta — Fanta’s terrible).
But sometimes, you should just let it go. Sometimes, justice just ain’t what you need.
Cancer, if you’re stupid enough to bring $1,400 bucks to a drug meet, you deserved to get robbed. Do you really think anyone’s going to sympathize with you? Or take your side? Like, for example, the cops?
If the stars, Moon and NWA have any advice they can give you, Cancer, it’s this:
Don’t trust the police.
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Mason Johnson knows absolutely nothing about astrology and usually goes “commando.”