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Vietnam 1970.
I was a friend of some South Vietnamese soldiers.
They snuck me off the base. We hit the town. Nha Trang.
I ordered something. Ate it. Good times.
They took me back and I started getting real woozy and weak.
Passed out. Woke up and had no idea how long I was prone.
We had a "sick bay" which was a couple corpsmen and I somehow managed to
get over to the hootch.
I don't remember getting anything for it but I have never been that "out of it", weak and disoriented in my life.
Something I ate for sure.
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