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     Good mescaline comes on slow. The first hour is all waiting, then about halfway through the second hour you start cursing the creep who burned you, because nothing is happening… and then ZANG! Fiendish intensity, strange glow and vibrations… a very heavy gig in a place like the Circus-Circus.

     “I hate to say this,” said my attorney as we sat down at the Merry-Go-Round Bar on the second balcony, “but this place is getting to me. I think I’m getting the Fear.”

(via bpgonzo)

(Source: i-am-lono)

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