Tag: confession
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Stoned, Part I: Three Stones
5:30 AM, Sunday, March 11th, 2007 I am walking down a street of some kind, carrying three stones I, um, excreted earlier. Semi-round, they are roughly the size of a quarter, nickel, and dime, respectively. Clean now, I juggle them in my hand, relieved to have them out, but not…