Shin Cells and Closet Doors

April 1994

It started in Caryn’s bedroom in Oakland. Paul W and I were hanging out there and I do not not know why. Dave L stuck his head in to say hi, then left.

Paul tried to open Caryn’s closet doors, but he could not because I was sitting across the room near a mechanism which, as I held it ‘down’ prevent the door from opening. I was holding the mechanism with my legs and Paul could not budge the doors. He was amazed. We then switched and he tried to prevent me from opening the doors but could not. He was doubly amazed. He set out to get to the bottom of this. He scraped off skin cells from each of our shins and grabbed a microscope which was under Caryn’s desk and we both took turns studying them, but no

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