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KETAMINE, KET, "HORSE TRANQUILIZER"
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. STILL UNKNOWN TO ME, OTHER THAN THROUGH
¨ DREAMS*. APPARENTLY MADE FOR MAKING ¨
= HOLES. THEY MAY BE DARK AND MONOCHROME.
THEY MAY NOT. ¨
WHITE POWDER, DOSED BY WAY OF KEY?
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¨ *A RED CYLINDER, WIDE AS A FINGER. ¨
, GLOSSY FRECKLED CERAMICS, WITH
SOMETHING ORGANIC INSIDE, BEING ^
CORRUPTED BEFORE YOUR EYES - TURNING TO
ASH, BUT THERE'S NO FLAME. YOU HOLD IT
UP TO YOUR NOSE, SUCK IT IN WITH A
SHARP INHALE. EXIT TO THE BALCONY.
HERE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR, WITH A VIEW
OVER THE PARKING LOT, THINGS START
FOLDING INTO EACH OTHER, LIKE
COLLAPSING A CARDBOARD BOX. DIMENSIONS
, BECOMING FLAT AND ADJACENT. PRESSED
INTO EACH OTHER. CREASES ARE FLATTENED
. OUT, DISTANCES DISAPPEAR, THE WORLD IS
MANGLED DOWN TO TWO DIMENSIONS. AND
SUDDENLY LIGHT FALLS ON THE EDGE OF
EVERYTHING RATHER THAN THE SURFACE: IT
ALL GOES COMPLETELY DARK.
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