A friend once told me of an acid trip he’d taken, where he had cause to put on a pair of pants (don’t ask) – and putting them on felt like jamming each leg into a pool of not-yet-set jelly.
I recently felt the same clammy, gooey feeling in my clothes in broad daylight and in public, but sadly
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