If there is someone I trust to make a good peyote metaphor it is kidwoo. Fuck, I wouldn't be shocked if this whole fucking place was the result of some off the wall trip and I identified some rat chewing on my foot as my spirit animal and named it kidwoo.
Some little rat with a white tee and no pants on a bike with tiny wheels.
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