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Dosed on Acid
I remembered the night that W, R, and I dosed on acid is the night W sort of let me in on his secret and I didn't understand what he meant for what's coming up on ten years. We were down on the mall at the odd beginning of the high when all the leaves of the tree suddenly become an undulating spin of Mandelbrot fractals. I stood there exposed. I stood there with my mouth agape and my arms hung limp by my side. Not only was I vulnerable but I was exposed. W came up to me and clapped me on the back and I started walking with him.