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A home on a remote Swiss hilltop is about as high as Albert Hofmann gets these days. Stooped and snowy-haired, the inventor of LSD is 100-years-old today, and while old age is an inconvenience, the real burden he carries is a sense of lost opportunity.
Hofmann can be crotchety with visitors. It's not surprising. Raggedy acid heads and mind-expansionists occasionally find their way to the medieval hamlet of Burg-im-Limburg, possibly the unfreakiest place on the planet, and, to his evident displeasure, try to tell him how he opened their minds, man.
When I knock on his door he greets me with the words: "Go 
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