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The Hippy Dippy Yoga Retreat--Day Seven
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The Hippy Dippy Yoga Retreat--Day Seven

Magic mushrooms by the ancient watering hole

Mark Tulin
May 16
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“The person who said hallucinogenics don’t go well with yoga must have been a fascist,” Ma-Haha joked. “Today, I want you to go to the watering hole, spend a day out in the sun, and improvise. Do whatever comes naturally in the beauty of nature. If you wish, take off your clothes—morph into princesses and swamis, into pharaohs and wizards. And a reminder, today’s dinner will be Bok Choy Lasagna with a side of horseradish. Dinner at six sharp, so don’t be late.”

Since Macy Hodgekiss was the assistant director at the retreat, we followed her down to the watering hole. She was dressed in a sexy green pixie outfit, showing a lot of cleavage and thigh. Mindy wore a string micro-bikini made from hemp. The seniors stayed back at the home playing bingo, and Arbuckle trailed the rest of the group, tripping over his oversized yoga socks, as we made our way down the mountain.

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