22 - Farther Than Samarkand

Published: Oct. 15, 2018, 12:45 a.m.

b'The sun was right overhead. It was so hot I thought the plastic wheels of my travel bag would melt to the pavement. As I turned from the parking lot down the side of the highway, the fresh dose of codeine washed over me, like white surf on a sunlit beach. The pills made everything even brighter and hazier. I felt like I was floating on the thick humid air, floating down the road like a raft down a warm stream.\\n--Written by Alexander Saxton and performed by Liz Der.\\nSupport The Wrong Station by subscribing at www.patreon.com/thewrongstation.\\nThe Wrong Station contains explicit content and mature themes. Episode-specific warnings can be found at www.wrongstation.com/c-w.\\n\\xa0\\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices'