XI- the end

[or_somejunk]

After lunch was finished, I noticed my mind was nearing its usual orbit, so I extracted another fine spliff from my satchel. I let Ish inhale the first blow, as it is always the tastiest. He smiled, and I pressed play on the small portable tape player I had constructed in the bottom of my backpack. Lovely music permeated our divine clearing, and

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AHAHAHAHA!

[no_recess]

dude we totally have to break our dependency on humming machines and just fly, man.