I know that my paternal grandmother embarked on a peyote, mescaline, and gasoline-fueled odyssey through the south and southwest in the 1950's. Somewhere along the way, she hid the Afikomen. This, I believe, is the final key in my quest for spiritual deliverance.
Over the next 20 days, I will shake down lizards, dig up cacti, and find the one root that, when chewed, gives me hyper-perception. I will find the Afikomen.
Must go. Goodbye from Memphis!
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