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Walking into a modern dispensary can feel like stepping into an adult candy store run by stand-up comedians. “Purple Monkey Balls,” “Gorilla Glue,” “Girl Scout Cookies,” “Alaskan Thunderfk,” “Schweddy Balls”…
He was charming, he was notorious, and he had more aliases than a character in a spy novel. In the covert corners of 1980s drug lore, the name “Mr. Nice”…
On a chilly Oregon evening, I find myself in my cluttered garage that smells of both old books and fresh herb. In one hand, I’m holding a well-worn copy of…
I’m sitting cross-legged on a Persian rug, a smoldering joint in hand, eyes closed. In my mind’s eye, the smoke transforms into a time-traveling carpet, whisking me through the ages.…
I still remember the first time I heard the word “cannabinoids.” It was late at night in a hazy Amsterdam coffee shop, and a dreadlocked fellow patron was rhapsodizing about…
I’m in a friend’s garage, hunched over a glass rig that looks like it belongs in a science lab. There’s a blowtorch in one hand and a tiny dab tool…
It’s midnight in Barcelona’s El Raval district, and I’m standing outside an unmarked heavy wooden door. A faint smell of weed and the muffled bass of music leak onto the…
I step out of a local legal dispensary, purchase in hand, and catch myself instinctively hiding the little green exit bag as an elderly couple walks by. Old habits die…
I never thought I’d see the day when a cannabis CEO’s post would pop up on my LinkedIn feed – yet here I am, sipping my morning Red Bull while…
It’s a cold, drizzly night on the University of Washington campus, and I’m chasing a ghost story. They say that in the early ’90s a UW grad student stole a…
The first purple bud I ever saw looked like forbidden fruit. A friend handed me a nug so violet it seemed unreal – deep purple streaks running through the green.…
If any strain comes stamped with “Top Secret,” it’s G13. This cultivar’s backstory is one of the wildest in weed lore – a tale of government experiments and daring escapes.…
Picture Northern California in the 90s: I’m in a smoky circle deep in the redwoods when a dreadlocked grower hands me a nug and says, “This is Trinity – careful,…
I’m on a sun-baked farm in the hills, watching an old-timer named Hank roll a joint from a jar labeled “1978 Afghani #1.” The first puff tastes like history –…
I’m sitting on the steps of the U.S. Capitol on a grey afternoon, a faint smell of weed from an activist’s vape pen mixing with the whiff of political BS…
I’m high in the Swiss Alps – and I mean that both literally and figuratively. Picture this: I’m hiking above a valley in Switzerland, crisp mountain air filling my lungs,…
I find myself nursing a Pilsner at a Berlin beer hall, 2024, and the conversation at the next table catches my ear: “Kannabis Legalisierung, endlich! – cannabis legalization, finally. The…
I’m posted up in a dim corner of a Amsterdam coffeeshop, holding a jar of Lemon Haze under my nose. The citrusy punch hits me even before I spark up…
Navigating the world of cannabis can feel like deciphering a new language. From the fibrous stalks of hemp to the wellness wonders of CBD and the evolving landscape of recreational…
The air crackles with possibility. From the fertile fields where industrial hemp strains sway gently to the sophisticated laboratories unlocking the therapeutic secrets of CBD, and the evolving landscape of…
