When I arrived at the hotel in the afternoon, there was but one old, familiar smell that greeted us in the hallways. Yes, it was only three in the afternoon but (as my dad would say) "the reefer" was already burning. Disgusted, I walked on. If nothing else, it would make for a fairly quiet evening, what with all the mellowed out party-goers. I
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