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the archive(s):
issue no. 4:
1 1-min. story from "Book of Harmonies" / Joseph Galvan
One fine morning Javier took me out across the field from my old college. He had a joint that he had rolled that morning, and we were going to smoke it. Actually he was, since I wasn't all that fond of pot in the first place. It was the start of summer. It wasn't that hot. We sat down on the cool grass. He lit the joint and passed it to me. I took a hit. It felt good. I passed it back to him. He looked at me quite soberly and said, you know joe, I don't think that I've been this happy being with someone this sober in my entire life. I laughed it off and we both looked out at the morning sun in the trees.
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