Every six months or so I latch on to a catch-all for all of life’s ailments, go about my day spouting off the new gospel, positive disintegration, Codeine demo tapes, heroic doses of shrooms, Vicky walking across the bridge in Mambo, cold plunges after work, it all kinda makes sense in the moment, I see a Truth and want to share, but I’ve grown from tha…
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