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What's up, It's up?

It's that brain wavelength connection, though? We're just quantum genetic.

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I am delirious because I'm like sunburnt from heat stroke from the desert. I'm dead. You guys just eat R.E.9. You guys have it a long couple days. It's been a great day. I found a story the other day that tripped me out so much. And I bookmarked it because I wanted to read it on the show. But I was on my way to Phoenix in a car when I found it. So it was

really weird. Um, bizarre one. So here we go. Okay. This one's called wrong clothes, extra

shoes missing birthmark. My mother said I wasn't her son. Hi, everyone. This one, this is one

strange thing that happened to me over 35 years ago.

When I was six years old, I got lost for two days.

This happened in the countryside while I was spending all summer with my grandmother.

I cannot remember much from the time I was missing, but I remember what they told me I had said at the time.

I used to sleep in the room with another four

kids. One was my brother and the others were my cousins. Another three people slept in the house,

my grandmother, my uncle, and my aunt. Sunday morning, my grandmother and my uncle woke up

very early to feed the animals and prepare for church. At seven, when they came to

wake us all up to go to church, I was not there. My shoes were there, and only the t-shirt and shorts I was

wearing were missing. They called the police and my parents who were living 700 kilometers away.

They searched with dogs, but found no lead far from the house.

Two days later, after two days, I was found in a forest, 11 kilometers away by some hunters.

They took me to the police station in the next village.

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