Guest Contributor: Sarah Presley
When you’re waiting in line to buy a gram of weed from behind a wooden counter with a bunch of other customers and you’re from New York, chances are you’re going to feel like a bit of a narc. Not that you want to snitch on anyone else who’s in line let alone the vendor—just that you will almost inevitably squirm on the inside from being conditioned to think of weed as, nowadays, at least less than legal. [Read more…] about A Manhattanite in Amsterdam- What… A Trip!