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Ahh Dream Queen -- delivered to my High Life sided by the heavyweight Mango Trainwreck and the giggly newcomer, Querkle. Colored overwhelmingly in the light green hue of famous images of weed, it has spots of truly green leaves, a fair mass of hairy orange patches, but no purple dank. Nonetheless, trichome coverage is superb. The first smoke out of a bowl leaves a slight semi-frosty layer on the middle of the tongue (or maybe that's just from some scooby snacks?), has that slight herbal/floral undertone, and is seriously hard to light because of the stickiness. Further hits were not particularly harsh or tasty, just the regular ol' 'errb... But this is not any "regular ol' 'errb" whatsoever. As my toking companion so accurately remarked, "It feels like I'm drunk -- except without feeling bad in the stomach or head." It's certainly very buzz-y. Dream Queen, however, bestows upon you the gift of "fluidity": it seems as if walking is breathing, you seem to automatically do it and slide with it without thinking about it. After dreaming for additional 30 minutes, the Queen's high slowly begins to enter her descent -- a very focused, semi-tingly, pain-negating, and "functionally high" come down from the hustle and bustle of the I-just-smoked-this-shit-and-am-now-ridiculously-high period. This lasts about 30 more minutes.... And in the final 20 minutes or so, Dream Queen begins her final descent and actually lands so smoothly that you wake up at the gate, without ever really feeling like you got on the plane. This is some seriously dank bud.