“There was a keg, hash, LSD, pot, you know, the usual. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother. Years ago I marked out an intinerary for myself; but the trip never materialized. .
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