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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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