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My hair was wet and I smelled like chlorine, and I felt great.

It’s funny, the cannabis industry folk here are always talking about “reducing stigma,” but I can often spot my fellow dudes who are also going to the weed store.

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There is No Dalit Cuisine

To Counter a History That is Far from Sweet

A Profound Misunderstanding of the Human Body: Skin

More than just a weird pulsing hot dog sack

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Hemlock

Of Philosophical Deaths and Slowly Strangling Sheep