The story of how I spent two years on the U.S. Marshals’ Top 15 Most Wanted list as a fugitive from justice.

I sat on the edge of a cliff at Great Falls National Park, smoking a joint and drinking a bottle of vodka, preparing to fake my own demise. Death, or at least “death,” was the most preferable option, considering the alternative was spending my youth in prison. READ THE REST

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