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After a weekend of making art, I awake Monday morning on three hours of sleep and as many Sunday-night bong hits. Im glowing. Ive never looked better. Clearly, something is terribly, terribly wrong. I head to the Womens Clinic, where I pee on my wrist (and in a cup).
Dani Katz chooses her own life, with a little help from some herbs