Random Stream of Consciousness

I will admit to this. In the summer of 1970 I went to a Grateful Dead concert at the Mississippi river festival at Edwardsville Illinois.
The local head shop chartered a bus to the concert, a magic bus it turned out. One of the owners of said head shop passed around a big ole briar pipe full of Lebanese blonde hash.
Oh and I dropped a hit of purple microdot. I would turn 15 later that summer.
 
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