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About 25 years ago, during a particularly bad acid trip, I had my soul stolen by Mister Migarette, an evil glowing man with a huge hat, like the mad hatter's, who lived in the ash on the end of my cigarette. It put me off smoking for a while and I considered giving up. But then I realised, 'If you're not careful, you're going to do a Syd Barrett.
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About 25 years ago, during a particularly bad acid trip, I had my soul stolen by Mister Migarette, an evil glowing man with a huge hat, like the mad hatter's, who lived in the ash on the end of my cigarette. It put me off smoking for a while and I conside...
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