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Nathan
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I had a great afternoon and I highly recommend it: I sat outside in the sun in my underwear and a tank top, put on some good tunes, smoked a generous bowl, and read some Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I'm thinking about making it a regular thing. Descency be damned! I was laughing so hard people surely must have heard me for miles. And I didn't care because I was all about the moment, I was all about the high, I was all about wondering where in the wide world I might find a pink umbrella with yellow dots smattered across it, and send myself careening down the street, my genitals flopping lazily about, all the while screaming over and over again, "It's behind the chesterfield! Of that much, I am sure."
