“I was mostly sober and buzzing more from the company of good friends than the two beers I’d had earlier in the evening, so J suggested that I try smoking what was left in ‘the machine’ to get a taste of the DMT headspace in anticipation of tomorrow’s planned trip. We imagined that there might have been a few milligrams of the stuff left over from previous journeys; in retrospect, that might have been an underestimate…”
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