It’s a crooked road, a long strange trip with no left (or right) turn unstoned. A trip of a celestial and even extraterrestrial nature where you never leave the ground. An intrepid trip without any guides, just some clown in the driver’s seat. And that clown could be you. I first heard about Ken Kesey More

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