Real People, Fake Weed: A Slice of Life High on Spice


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There are few things in this world that feel sketchier than meeting up with a person you’ve never met before in a random gas station parking lot. One of those things happens to be meeting up with a person you’ve never met before in a random gas station parking lot in a part of West Virginia you’ve never been to with the intention of buying some mind-altering substances, which was how I met Mike. I realize that this all sounds like the start to some Cormac McCarthy novel where I get handed a briefcase filled with $30,000 and a severed hand in it and am eventually killed in a firefight outside of a bed-bug infested motel, but there were a few mitigating circumstances that allayed some of my concerns. While I hadn’t met Mike before, he was a friend of the same friend who hooked me up with a different…

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