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00:00
I take a few drags, the warm smoke filling my lungs pleasantly. The flavor is rich – citrus with a hint of caramel. But fate doesn't let me savor the moment. My friend is already hovering by the door, fully dressed and ready to go. I'm ready too, of course, but I'm ready to get high and go, not just go. So I exhale the last puff of smoke and immediately stumble out the door.
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00:05
Apparently, because of the movement and constant thoughts, the effect doesn't kick in right away. But as soon as I step out of the building, he's already there. My body relaxes, my consciousness unravels, the corners of my lips lift of their own accord. For a second, I hover on the trash can – there's something hypnotic about that gray container. I come to my senses – my friend is already about 50 meters away. Actually, it's only about five meters, but it feels like the space around me is slipping away, receding. I have to squint, as if that will help me focus. Walking is pleasant, but every movement requires awareness—where to place my foot, how to bend my knee correctly…
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00:15
My body feels light and comfortable. My thoughts accelerate, and in unexpected directions—one idea leads to another, everything seems fresh and brilliant. And I don't really feel like talking anymore. I just walk, absorbing the world around me, while my friend talks in the background. People with dogs pass by, and I, feeling like a true peace-loving philosopher, quietly greet each one. Luckily, it's quiet enough that no one hears.
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00:30
The space sways, sounds flow in waves, textures become deep and velvety. My internal monologue takes over the entire stage—it's so loud that my friend has already asked me the same thing six times. I hear her, but my brain is so caught up in the dialogue with itself that it doesn't have time to react to the outside world. At some point, I ask her to either sit down or turn around, because the distance we've covered seems immense. I grab her hand, suddenly realizing that if I let go, I might never find my way back. She laughs, but I know she's serious.
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00:50
Time feels strange: it feels like we just left the house, but it feels like a past life. We're sitting on a bench, and I'm staring blankly into space; blinking seems unnecessary. At that moment, I realize I look like a total stoned addict. But then a brilliant thought occurs to me: the more suspicious I act, the greater the chance that people will think I'm just joking. Or that I have some kind of brain disease, but I know.
The only one who shakes me out of this zen is my friend. She whispers with genuine indignation that I'm acting suspiciously. Thank you, that's very useful information, especially if you repeat it ten times to a stoned person (it doesn't take long to become paranoid, but I'm strong). And I continue contemplating the dot, enjoying its depth and meaning, revealed only to me.
Now we're going home. Or rather, she's walking, and I'm trudging behind, slowly and majestically.
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01:00
I've practically lost the ability to move at a normal speed. My friend flies ahead, and I trudge after her, periodically bursting into hysterical laughter at my own slowness. At one point, her speed seems superhuman to me, and, remembering every heroic movie I've ever seen, I yell after her, "LEAVE ME OFF, FRODO!" She doesn't laugh.
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01:30
As I approach the house. In front of the entrance, I notice a garbage truck hauling away the waste. It's such a captivating sight that I literally freeze, mesmerized. The rumble of the containers, the mechanical movements of the crane—it all seems epic, like a scene from a sci-fi film. I might even be less thrilled to see a dragon.
But my friend decided that I really belonged at home rather than outside. She practically forces me into the elevator, and I resist, because "IT'S FUN HERE, WHY ARE WE LEAVING?"
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01:45
A slight melancholy washes over me at home: the adventures are over, and I didn't bring back any treasure. Oh well, whatever, the main thing is I had fun.
I pour myself two liters of water and plop down on the couch. Some kind of chick flick is playing on TV. I don't know the name, I didn't see the beginning, but I still sit down next to her and get sucked into the plot. After all, the important thing isn't what to watch, but who to watch it with.

Afterword:
This report doesn't quite qualify as a full-fledged test, because the effects weren't really clear. Therefore, after smoking it a couple more times at home in a calm environment, I can confidently say – it's a powerful thing, completely consistent with its appearance. 🌱🤩

Trip report about Cocaine from El Che Weed Store Makarska

00:00
Having crossed and sniffed two lines. I feel a slight burning feeling in my nose and throat. Come immediately to prick, otherwise the blood will rush to the point of exposure. It’s not more painful, it’s more like a slight discomfort, which is what it’s like (or, really, discomfort?). The feelings are insignificant, but not unacceptable - the body just begins to react...
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00:05
I feel like it’s become much easier to live (otherwise I’ve been living my life all wrong). You can feel your brain turning to maximum strength - more energy, clarity, more free space for thoughts. The brain is moving, thoughts are flying one after another. I want to say, I’m crumbling, I’m trying to be timid, but, as it appears, where am I going? All I need is the PC screen in front of which I am already sitting.
It’s a miracle that you don’t have to go anywhere—everything I want is here, in front of me. Quiet, comfort, plenty of space for thought.
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00:10
The muscles in your hands are straining, your fingers on the keyboard are collapsing faster and louder. Apparently, once I become more reasonable, I am more aware of the situation around me, otherwise my intellect has reached a new level. Physical energy has grown sharply - but I don’t care about losing my time at the PC and working. Although this is not entirely comfortable, I feel confident that I won’t overpower myself. However, it seems like it’s acceptable, otherwise I’ll become more generous with everything I pay.
I noted one paradox that I had not previously noticed with cocaine: respect is focused on one thing, but in this case maintaining concentration becomes increasingly important. Otherwise, I am present here at the same time, and at the same time I am disciplining millions of friends who have become even more violent...
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00:30
I get up to go to the kitchen and drink some water. You can still feel the numbness in your throat, but you know, it’s not always acceptable to tell the reception how lightly the energy has overtaken you and doesn’t allow you to feel tired. I don’t drink water to drink it, but simply to drink it.
Of course, on top of that, I’m stammering in front of the mirror. I’m betting, I’m amazed at myself and I’m looking at the absolutely super-mega-red, the greatest hero of this world. At this moment I am simply the best in everything. How good that I am! I’m more special, isn’t it? Everything looks brighter and clearer in the mirror, and my smile is not just a smile, but something that makes me say “I can overcome it.”
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00:45
I continue to work, and at the same time bring me complete satisfaction - my work becomes cheerfully productive. And all the cocaine earn yours! The music in the background sounds incredibly voluminous, otherwise, having lost it in the thick of it, the sound is clear and bright, like never before.
I am not attracted by any other thoughts or noise - I focus on music as much as on a robot, even if all the information flows were adjusted to my ideal frequency.
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01:30
The decline in the effect appeared completely unnoticed. Let it come very clearly, there is a noticeable difference between before and after, but in this case, nothing has changed. I just take it all in stride, nothing drastic, no sudden change in emotions. And that’s what’s amazing: I almost feel like I’m sober, but now everything has become better, even better. These are not the ones that I feel like euphoria, but simply the state, if you are kind, and you are free from any kind of experience. No anxiety, no shadow of confusion - just clarity and lightness. 🤍⚡

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