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On 10 June 2021, I was sitting in my lounge chair watching the evening news when, by some mysterious process, I found myself in a lovely and very comfortable place.
On August 30th 2017 at 2 a.m. I coded under a tree in my front yard.
I was sitting in a bar with a group of friends. I had been drinking and taking ecstasy. The owner of the bar told us he was organising a rave and we should get on one of the mini buses that would take us. I followed along with the crowd.
February 14th, 2017 I experienced the greatest love anyone could imagine.
At 9 years old in March 1960, I was walking home from an art class in the neighborhood park, in my home town. Arms filled with rolled up paper paintings, I proceeded to cross our street, across from our house. We lived near the bottom of a miles-long steep hill, with no stop signs. I was struck on the left side by a 1955 Buick auto, hung up by the ear on the hood ornament, hit again and flew through the air for 91.5 ft to land on a storm drain.
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