Do you ever take mushrooms, I asked. Her: like the psychedelic kind? Yeah. The day had worn on into a dusty sunset. Warm for this time of year. Overhead, fighter jets landed at the airport. The dog, freshly bathed sat in a ball of fluff watching the trees for landing birds.
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Do you ever take mushrooms, I asked. Her: like the psychedelic kind? Yeah. The day had worn on into a dusty sunset. Warm for this time of year. Overhead, fighter jets landed at the airport. The dog, freshly bathed sat in a ball of fluff watching the trees for landing birds.