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CHAPTER 1 THE INTERVIEW So there I was, shaking my rubber-wrapped ass on the dance floor at Sane in the provincial hippie sanctuary of Holy Cross, California. I did my best thinking with my hips in motion, and the funky bass riff of Stevie Wonder’s “Higher Ground” was just what the doctor ordered. I was working out a plan to seduce a chemist. The solution was just tickling my pelvis when someone tapped me on the shoulder. “Total!” I spun around and crashed into the white block letters of a SA...

CHAPTER 1 THE INTERVIEW “My name is Total.” I was shocked to hear the words come out of my mouth, because it meant that, after all these years of saying it, it had finally become true. I knew it was true because at the time I said it, I was frying my brains out on The Drug – the drug I’d come to Holy Cross to find; the drug so strong you needed somebody else to take it for you; the drug so powerful that if you injected it, you’d never come down; the drug that made it impossible to feel hate, ...