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Like the mushrooms I grew, on sterile brown rice. First i ate two. Then I ate eight. They blew my head off. I felt fucking great. I spoke to the settee. It then spoke back. It called me a wanker and said it hated my flat. With that I so I set it Now all the think i'm a was annoyed, on fire. inmates, liar!
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