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by Traubenfuchs
1240 days ago
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The only time I managed to acquire psylocobin was on an island where a big rave was happening. A hippie guy sold me magic mushroom pills. I was too scared to take it in this atmosphere and wanted to take the pills home. To leave the island, one had to walk through nipple-high water. The pills in my wallet melted away in the water. Maybe some other day. |
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Raves are fun enough as it is. You made the right choice.