The first time I went to the medical marijuana dispensary, I felt like I was in one of the ancient movies about gangsters plus speakeasies, then to get into a speakeasy, you had to know the secret word for the night, plus you had to be a member.

They were particularly careful about who was let in plus when, no one wanted to be raided by the feds or police, because they sold alcohol in the speakeasy, plus they were while in the time of prohibition.

The medical marijuana dispensary had me hold up my medical marijuana ID card so they could look at it before allowing you into the inner lobby. There you presented your ID card plus asked a series of questions that I only told to the people who gave me the medical marijuana ID card, but when they were done grilling me, I heard another buzzer plus was allowed into the actual marijuana dispensary. The smell of marijuana gave me a buzz, plus I had bought none yet, and it surprised me at all the hush-hush attitude plus the grilling I got before being allowed to come in. I had to show my medical ID card before I could talk to the pharmacist, plus before I could purchase my medical marijuana, before I left, I talked to the guard standing by the door. I said I thought medical marijuana was legal, but she nodded plus said it was, but unless you had a tploy medical condition that is recognized by the state, you can’t legally use marijuana. I feel that means fake IDs won’t labor here like they do at the state store.

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