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One night Sara suggested we meet a few friends from high school at a local bar called Pitcher Place for some drinks. Pitcher Place was the local dive bar/sports bar. They were known for their cheap pitchers of beer, ping pong and pool tables, and a popular resident DJ. I invited John Ripley, and Sara had invited Mandy, and they were hitting it off. They were both alcoholics, so they had that in common. I was excited at the prospects of us potentially double dating in the futu

After a few months officially together, Sara and I went to Venice Beach boardwalk for a weekend day trip. Venice was the best place to buy a new bong. We went door to door at what seemed like dozens of smoke shops looking for the best deal on something we both liked. I mainly had my heart on paying a visit to the old Smokin Heaven shop. As we were walking along, a young hippie with dirty dreads wearing a weed leaf costume approached us. "You two smoke the ganja?" the hippie a

After High Quiggles closed we spent some time bouncing between different dispensaries. It was hard to settle down at a new place after Mrs. Quiggle had set the bar so high. One day I received a random text from Carson: "Hey come over to my house today, if you can." I text him back and said: "I am on my way." Majority of the year, Carson was up north working on the Santini farm. He was only usually home in Hermosa for about four months each year. Since his house was near the b