Com’on, What Are You REALLY Hiding?

November 11th, 2014 No comments

Hidden, again

I remember in the 90s, when my friends wanted to roll to the “weed spot” to cop some weed, they talked of this one place they patronized that was for all intents and purposes a bodega. In the back of the bodega there was a bathroom which had a medicine cabinet with a mirror that opened. When you opened the door to the medicine cabinet you’d see a wooden wall. If you were to knock several times on the wall, someone from behind the wall would open a slit in the wall and ask you what you wanted, and you’d order your weed. He’d then get the weed, you’d pass your money through the slit and he’d in turn hand you your stash, and then you’d leave the store. Read more…

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