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declare module "immutable" {
	declare class Iterable<K, V> {
		static isIterable(maybeIterable: any): boolean;
		static isKeyed(maybeKeyed: any): boolean;
		static isIndexed(maybeIndexed: any): boolean;
		static isAssociative(maybeAssociative: any): boolean;
		static isOrdered(maybeOrdered: any): boolean;

		toArray(): Array<V>;
		toIndexedSeq(): IndexedSeq<V>;

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.visible-android {
  display:none;
}
.visible-ios {
  display:none;
}
.on-device .visible-android, .on-device .visible-android {
  display:inherit;
}
.device-ios .visible-android {

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// TypedError class which other typed errors subclass from.
class TypedError extends Error {

  constructor (message) {
    super();

    if (Error.hasOwnProperty('captureStackTrace'))
      Error.captureStackTrace(this, this.constructor);
    else
      Object.defineProperty(this, 'stack', {

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The Withdrawal

No junkie ever goes through withdrawal willingly. Oh no, we’ll do anything we can to stave off the sickness, but it’s not something that most will understand. For a Normal person, robbing your parents and cheating your friends and burning all the bridges around you for just a “high” makes no sense... But what they can’t understand is what we’re avoiding.

William S. Burroughs described it as a “thirst”, and I quite honestly can’t find a more apt description. It’s a thirst at the most basic level; your very cells and soul cry out to be quenched. It starts innocently enough: sniffles, like the beginning of a cold. That’s just the beginning. It takes a day or so for a junkie to start to feel the thirst, the hunger. But once it’s a hold of you, the agony and terror and fear that consumes your every waking thought (and most of your unwaking thoughts too) will bring even the strongest person into a place they could never imagine.

The first time I experienced it, I was 18. My best friend had a girlf