In Search for the Right Snake Oil.
I was feeling like Dana Scully on a cold and dark forest deflating werewolf legends. The day I walked into a marijuana shop in Walla Walla, Washington in a pretense of going to the store was quite sunny. This is one of those forests that stocked crystals, flip-flops, bracelets, and water bottles. This store held the smell of fresh lavender and pines and the store reps were a man and his wife and the moment I entered, accompanied by my wife, they came to meet us. It was small talk at first but then the man was quick to talk explain more concerning what they do at the store. He intentionally avoided using words like vibrational energy as well as new age in the process...Read More