Ashtrays Don’t Forget: A Weird, Honest Look at Cannabis Culture
The Mylar bags were whispering again. That thin, plastic whine like cheap toys haunted by bad branding decisions. They twitched on the table under the kitchen light, a dozen neon rectangles posing like they were auditioning for a merch drop no one asked for. One of them—holographic alien, oversized blunt, eyes too big to be


