I'll take my chances with the game.

It's Christmas Eve in Philadelphia and weed is legal. Problem is, I've got 20 minutes to get it. The state store is on holiday hours and I still need to pick up the egg nog. No biggie, I'll just swing by Wawa on the way home.

I check my watch. Shit. I sigh. This is gonna be a long Christmas.

I pull up to the dispensary to what looks like a flash mob. It's not. It's the longest, most annoyed line of people I've ever seen. I panic. Please don't be sold out. It's Christmas! A worker announces that production has been reduced for the holiday season, and the G-13 is quickly running out. But I keep waiting because this is the only way to get weed now. The only other dispensary in the city has already been shut down. The operator is being charged in a kickback scheme. Typical Philly.

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