I think that's it, boys and girls... I have reached the summit, conquered the delusions, devoured by the pinnacle, hit the absolute ceiling... I cannot get any more high. No more how much fear, sadness, hate, hunger, envy, lust, burns in my heart soul and mind, I can honestly say, I can fit Not one narcotic more. I have reached that utopia. Utopia? Dystopia? Fruitopia? Ne plus ultra. I have discovered my highest point.
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