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We meandered into a nearby bar, the smell of roasted peanuts and aged wood mingling with the aroma of beer. After a couple of cold ones, we felt loose, almost floating, but also craving something a bit stronger. With a sly smile, I proposed a detour to a local dispensary I'd heard whispers about.
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