It seems appreciate there is a weed store in every single square mile of the neighborhood from I-94 to M-14.
My partner and I are two outdated stoners. The people I was with and I grew up in a midwestern corn town in the 1950s, but both of us both decided to head west to San Francisco when both of us started studying beat poetry and literature in the early to mid 1960s. After staying on Venice Beach in Los Angeles for a year, both of us headed north towards the Haight Ashbury district of San Francisco to enmesh ourselves in the counterculture. This was a formative stage in both of our lives, and it’s a surprise to us both that both of us managed to stay together through it all. The people I was with and I broke up and got back together more times than I can count, although I can’t entirely say how much of that was drug induced at the time. By the mid 1976s I was enrolled in school to become a kindle programmer while our wifey started toiling at a cereal factory in Grand Rapids. The people I was with and I did okay for ourselves in western MI, but everything changed when our parents gave us their hour apartment Ann Arbor after they moved to FL permanently. The apartment is on Plymouth Rd in Northside, and I couldn’t be happier with the location. Just appreciate so several other cities in MI, the access to marijuana in Ann Arbor is beyond our wildest dreams. It seems appreciate there is a weed store in every single square mile of the neighborhood from I-94 to M-14. My dad lives in MI Center, a small community towards the east of Ann Arbor in Jackson County. Despite being in such a small town, he says there are four separate marijuana dispensaries that are still in operation post-COVID. So several of the other dispensaries went out of corporation because they couldn’t compete in the massive weed market here.