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Amazing decor but something feels off as soon as you go in. Could be the lack of people - or it could be the tender anticipating the yelp at the mention of a cost of a g. ALWAYS KEEP AN EYE ON YOUR WEED: I made the mistake of being distracted by their basket of freebies and did not check what I bought until I had long gone. I could not believe what I saw when I popped the canister. I literally got a small nug and a half of a single strain for $14. W.tf.

I was here on the first night of legalization. I posted a review here but I think all of us first-nighters crashed the site. Great little place. There is a nice waiting room with photos of waterfalls. This sparked a conversation about Silver Falls, then about shared caving adventures with the other people sitting there last I went. Sometimes people waiting just want their weed. Sometimes there is a nice hodgepodge of people who love socializing, especially around cannabis. I usually tell my tender how much I will be spending for the day, what method of ingestion, if it is an Indica or Sativa I am interested in. I only spend a few short minutes at the displays, but it is long enough to feel like these are the nicest people out of any dispensary I have visited around the world. Despite a constant "revolving door" of people, they never sound rushed or give any indication they would think of it. I always get the vibe I am visiting an old clinic with really nice social or healthcare workers. I have come here at the end of a business day and any tender I have talked with is still patient and engaged in my needs. Pretty amazing if you consider how long they stand on their feet, breath and talk at the same time, and appear genuinely pleasant. The aroma in the air is often heady but light: lemonene, fruity or pinene. My bud is always immaculate, the rhizomes un-bruised, the plant material at the perfect stage of sticky and aired out. I have never been disappointed with any of their strains or grow, which I cannot say about any other place I have gone to (crispy nugs anyone?) The grade of medical is strong and healthy. Even the j's are solid strains, hit after hit - not a blend of varietal sugar schwag like at other places. Nice place. Really like it. GROWING to like it more and more.

I have one word for how White Widow made me feel: the spanish word Sombre.~ You talk a lot less. I listened a lot more. I talked a lot less. You talked a lot more. White Widow helped me listened to my roommate talk about his faith in Christianity for an hour and a half. I took a week to learn how to cut my own hair. I slowed down, let what really mattered float to the top. This is White Widow. She is a faceless wraith whose head is draped in a lacey veil. She scarred me with her silence. The silenced grabbed the roots and the tips of the hairs on my head. She made me ache in her silence. This is not a strain to fuck around with. She made me serious. She made me forget. She made me stand still and watch that car peel out and she asked me if I was ready to die. I imagined being shot. This was it. This is where it would happen. Paranoia. I cannot describe this paranoia. It furrows your brow, ruminating you as you ruminate her. My supply ended on daydreaming of painfully slow, melancholic classical music. I was mute. My words doubled and tripped. I wrote this while on another strain. I could not write this on White Widow. This is a literal description.