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recent illustration for LA Weekly. The article talks about what
happened when Ben and Keith go to one of those shady Venice Beach
doctors, got a scrip, and then bought pot at a dispensary or two. "Though
we've got to great lengths to be legal, we're suddenly a pair of
paranoid ninth graders. And, again, we've surely paid too much: We're
probably supposed to be tasting hints of boysenberry and coriander, but
all I can smell is garbage."
Read more about the adventures online HERE
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