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by candye kane

I was in amsterdam on my way to the Van Gogh Museum. We had a gig that
night at the Paradiso Nightclub. On the way to the museum, I tripped on a
cobblestone and fractured my ankle. (NO, I wasnt stoned). I sat on the
ground and cried until a guy came by on a bike and offered me a ride to the
hospital. I hobbled onto to the back of his bike and he started driving...(no
easy feat with my big ass!) A few streets later, a tourist stepped off
the curb and we collided. I fell off the bike and twisted my other ankle.
Luckily this time I was two doors down from the hospital. I had to do the whole
show sitting down with two new casts on my ankles. It was not a very
comfortable tour from that night on...but I did have alot of offers from people for
ways to dull my pain. If you have to get hurt, the netherlands is the place to be..