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    Holy Giant Mushroom, Batman!

    by So I’ve lived in Ontario since I was twelve, but my formative years right before that were spent on Vancouver Island. Not the same species of anything, really, except maybe grass. When I think, for example, of a puffball mushroom, I think of something like this colossal one that still, more or less, fits in the palm of your hand: Actually, I think of them as being able to more or less fit in my 10-or-so-year-old hand. Yes, I knew they could get bigger, but you found those in the deep dark forest where no one could see you and no one ever went. My friend’s cousin’s uncle found…