Thrice

Good. After I searched all over the place with no luck, I paid to have my buddy come visit and bring a little something along. About ten minutes after he arrived I met some cool hippie folk from North Beach and got some bud cookies from them and their number as a solid connect, only to get drunk as **** playing sloshball and lost my phone. I'm keeping my eyes open today for them hoping for some doses. I bought a bunk strip of doses from Golden Gate Park last week.

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Lew Harrison, who looked like an anarchist with his red eyes and fierce black beard, had been writing furiously in one corner of the room. "That's good—happiness by the kilowatt," he said. "Buy your happiness the way you buy light."