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Detox
I had already detoxed once. When I had stopped spending my nights at Dr Pong’s. I thought that was bad. But now I worked in the clinic and knew this was going to be the physical side of addiction. Dr. Pong’s was mental addiction, a habit that had no other replacement. This was a chemical that had no habit but needed to be removed.
That night, I did what King had told me. I got home, and I drank as much water as I could. I sat down in my chair and I plugged myself in but didn’t hook up the feed bag.
“Hello Samuel,” I said as I came online in full immersion. “How are you this evening?”
Samuel assembled himself out of the dots. “Hello George, what would you like to do this evening?”
Smiling, I said I would like to go to McDonald’s, and my wish was his command and the world star
