#cannabis curation

[cravinganescape]

[the-august-one]

I am actually the one who got curated this time lmao that's only happened to me once before!

[rottenpumpkin13]

I think Sephiroth would have somebody to curate his social media for him. Any head canons about what the SM manager would be like & if they get along with Seph?

Sephiroth's social media manager thinks they landed the opportunity of a lifetime. Not only are they curating a hero's social media, but Sephiroth is notoriously likes to keep his personal life private, so this will definitely be easy. This SM manager has worked with unhinged celebrities before, and Sephiroth is definitely not going to cause any trouble.

That is until they find out the hard way that Sephiroth was recently ordered to post to social media frequently, and the man is a master at malicious compliance.

Highlights of things his SM manager has had to delete quickly include:

• A selfie with a notorious Anti-Shinra group leader where Sephiroth is smiling and doing a thumbs up.

• A mirror selfie taken in Angeal's apartment after a sleepover. Genesis is seen in the background with cannabis leaf pajama pants, Angeal is seen with NO pants. The caption reads "We make a nice threesome."

• A candid photo he took of Rufus Shinra in the distance. Sephiroth's middle finger is photo bombing the picture.

• A screenshot of a text conversation that should not have been shared. Sephiroth captioned it "Help your friends ❤️"

Zack: This energy drink is doing nothing for me. I need something stronger.

Sephiroth: I know where you can acquire crack cocaine.

• A photo of an empty mako tank in R&D, Sephiroth captioned it "Childhood memories ❤️"

• A picture of Angeal shedding tears while chopping onions. Sephiroth zoomed in on Angeal's face and captioned it "How I feel inside."

• A five second video taken in Reeve's office, where Sephiroth and Reeve are toasting pill bottles.

• A screenshot from the SOLDIER group chat.

Kunsel: The fridge in the break room is on fire. Where the fuck is Lazard

Sephiroth: *sends a photo of him and Lazard doing shots together*

• A mirror selfie of him and Genesis. Sephiroth is wearing a T-shirt that reads "I'M INSANE" while Gen's reads "I LOVE INSANE BITCHES"

• A group photo of Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal and Zack posing with the President Shinra statue, all of them doing the middle finger.

• Sephiroth took a photo of the fish aquarium on the SOLDIER floor and captioned it "I relate to them on a spiritual level"

• A five second video of him coming up behind Professor Hojo on the stairs and kicking him down said stairs.

[hunnysahara]

˖⁺‧₊˚❀𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓪❀˚₊‧⁺˖

Hamzah x fem reader

Thought I'd be cool in California, I'd make you proud. To think I almost had it going but I let you down.

After a disastrous move to Los Angeles, you’re sent packing back home to Toronto trying to beat the gnawing feeling of loneliness.

WC: 4.4k

CW: cannabis usage / angst if you squint

No one really understood why you had to leave and you weren't willing to admit you would've rotted beneath the scalding Los Angeles sun if you didn't go back home. You didn't have the stomach to tell your parents they were right when they told you it wouldn't work out, that it wasn't something you could handle. 

Now you stare at the half-empty suitcase sprawled open on the floor, clothes spilling out in a heap like a discarded life. This is what it's come to- moving back into a cramped, outdated flat in Toronto with a roommate who spoke to you solely through dirty glares, a far cry from the polished, sun-soaked world of Los Angeles you thought you would never leave. The room is small, with barely enough space for you to walk around, let alone recreate any sense of the luxury you had grown used to. The walls are bare, a sterile white that mocks the vibrant, carefully curated lifestyle you had paraded on social media.

This must've been the fear that crept into your head during late nights coming to fruition. You had moved in a week ago and couldn't bring yourself to unpack, hardly leaving bed. You were living off the packs of ramen you bought from the gas station on the way from the airport.

You hadn't been happy in California, but being back home made you think that you wouldn't be happy anywhere. Everything there was too expensive, and everyone was coked out of their minds, and you had crawled out of there by the skin of your teeth like you had been dragged through hell. Your rise and fall have been documented in real-time for all of your followers to see even if you tried to play it cool, there were always internet sleuths who would speculate.

Still- you try to compose yourself the same way you would a song or a speech, what little savings you had wouldn't last forever. 

You start pulling clothes from the suitcase, one by one, the sharp scent of Los Angeles still clinging to the fabric. It's bitter, almost like a cruel joke- a reminder of everything you've lost. It's all here: the designer jackets, the sheer tops perfect for rooftop parties you won't be attending anymore. You didn't even like the clothes, you just liked the idea that someone would pay for you to wear one of their designs. 

What you hadn't accounted for when you made the split-second decision to move was just how cold Canada was in October. All you had to keep you warm were a handful of sweatshirts from high school and leggings you were gifted in a PR package months prior. 

Once you have forcefully shoved your clothes into your dresser and pushed every box to one side of the room, it looks almost intact from a certain point of view. You set up the tripod and camera with mechanical precision, your movements slow and deliberate as you adjust the angles, making sure the tiny frame of your new apartment looks somewhat presentable.

It's not much, and you know no amount of clever angles or editing will make this place look like your old life in Los Angeles, but you're determined to try. It's been too long since your last post your followers must be wondering where you've been, and why you've gone silent. If you don't get something out soon, they might stop caring altogether and with your digital footprint, you're sure you've closed out all other career options.

With a deep breath, you sit down in front of the camera, smoothing your hair and glancing at your reflection in the monitor. Your stomach twists as you catch sight of yourself—your eyes look hollow, your skin dull in the unfortunate lighting. 

"Hey, guys!" you begin, your voice sounding brittle and raspy. "I know it's been a while, and I just... wanted to give you all an update." You trail off, feeling the words crumble on your tongue. In the monitor, your smile falters, and you cringe, reaching forward to hit the stop button.

"Ugh," you groan. That was terrible. You sound fake like the voice actors in ads on Spotify. A voice like plastic, made to sell. You delete the footage and start again, clearing your throat, and shaking out your shoulders.

"Hey! So if you couldn't tell I have moved," You clench your teeth into a smile, awkwardly shifting to show the new space just slightly. "And I am in Canada once again," Around the end, your voice falls too soft, too unsure of your own words.

"Hi, everyone. It's been a crazy few weeks, and I know I owe you an explanation," you say, forcing the words out this time, willing them to sound genuine. "So, I'm back in Toronto, and I—" You stop, cringing as you watch your own awkwardness play out on the monitor. God, why do you look so stiff? You sound like you're reading from a script. Your eyes drop to the ground in frustration, biting the inside of your cheek to stop your off-putting words from mounting into a scream. 

In the two months you spent trying to pick yourself back up, it was like you forgot how to do your job entirely and simultaneously forgetting yourself. You weren't sure how you acted or how you were supposed to. The line between you and the caricature you played on camera was bleeding into itself.

Each attempt leaves you feeling more deflated, and more disgusted with yourself. The room starts to feel smaller, the walls inching closer with every failed take. You slam your finger onto the stop button one last time and bury your face in your hands, the frustration boiling over into hot, bitter tears.

"Whatever," you mutter to yourself, sniffling and wiping away whatever tears want to spill.

You grab your phone, hoping for a distraction, for anything to pull you out of this spiral of self-loathing. But as you scroll through your feed, that tightening in your stomach returns.

Your best friend from LA who had conveniently become busy the second things started folding in on you, was at a club with her new boyfriend who of course had a movie star smile and a head of thick curls. Another friend happily promotes her brand deal. You weren't even sure you were friends with them anymore, they didn't seem to take your absence to heart while theirs was so prominent to you that it felt like a presence.

Everyone you were friends with from high school was sharing their experiences with college, exams, dorms, and everything you traded for fifteen minutes of fame. Another friend in some exotic location, cocktail in hand. They're all doing something, achieving something. They're moving forward while you tripped and fell backwards.

You stare at the phone for what feels like an eternity, fingers hovering over your parents' contact. It's been months since you last spoke to them—their voices were tight with disappointment, the kind that sticks with you like peanut butter to the roof of your mouth. 

A lump forms in your throat as you scroll past their names again, hesitation gnawing at you. You know they're furious, and rightfully so. 

With a deep breath, you press "Call" before you can change your mind, holding the phone to your ear. It rings, once, twice, three times, the silence on the other end growing louder with every second. You glance out the window of your tiny apartment, the Toronto skyline nothing like the sunlit sprawl of LA. When the ringing stops, you almost wish they'd picked up, just to have the comfort of a familiar voice, even if it's charged with anger and disappointment.

Then the voicemail beeps.

"I'm back in Toronto, as you probably guessed," you say, voice cracking slightly. "The house... it's fine. It's not LA, but it's fine." You let out a shaky laugh that sounds hollow even to you. "Um, I know you're really mad at me but I would love to see you guys for lunch or maybe watch a movie or something like we used to."

You take a shaky breath, glancing at the phone like it might somehow give you the courage to continue. "I just wanted to hear your voices, I guess. I wanted to say I'm sorry. You were right and I wish that I listened to you. I just—" You stop yourself before the words start spilling out too fast, too frantic.

"LA was just a little too overwhelming for me, I missed Canada," you continue even if it isn't the full truth, your voice softer now. "You can yell at me all you want, I just want to see you guys." You huff a laugh to hide the urge to cry "Things are still going good, I'm glad I'm back. I don't think it'll be too different, maybe just a bit quieter."

There's a long pause, the silence of the room pressing in on you. You close your eyes, feeling the sting of tears threatening to spill over. "I love you both," you say, voice barely above a whisper. "So if you want to, call me back and we can set up dinner or something. I'll... I'll talk to you later, bye."

Outside, it gently begins to rain. You don't need to press your ear to the glass to hear it, each splatter is like a whisper and you're so attentive since it's the only thing that's spoken to you in weeks.

You drag yourself off the bed, eyes burning from the unshed tears you've been holding back. Sitting around won't fix anything, and won't magically make your problems disappear. You need to do something. Anything to get out of your own head, to stop that endless cycle of self-loathing. With a resigned sigh, you turn back to the mess of the apartment, clothes strewn across the floor, boxes stacked in corners, wrappers and empty water bottles piling up on the coffee table.

"Alright," you mutter to yourself, wiping the last of the tears from your cheeks. "Just... clean up. Start somewhere."

You grab a trash bag and move to the kitchen, shoving empty takeout containers and crumpled napkins into it, the stale smell lingering in the air. With each item that leaves your hands, you feel a tiny bit lighter. Cleaning, at least, gives you some semblance of control. You can't fix everything, but you can make this place feel a little less like a prison.

When the bag is full, you tie it up with more force than necessary, the plastic crinkling angrily under your fingers. You glance around the room, feeling a twinge of satisfaction at the cleaner surfaces, the space looking a little more livable. It's not much, but it's something.

You grab the trash bag and head to the front door, holding it awkwardly under one arm as you fumble to turn the knob. The rain is light enough that it leaves you just sprinkled as you awkwardly rush to the garbage can.

It's only when you turn to look back at your door that you remember it locks upon closing. Your breath catches in your throat as you frantically pat down your pockets, then scan the floor, hoping to see them lying somewhere nearby. "No, no, no, no," you mutter under your breath, the panic rising as you realize they're not on you. You can picture them clearly, sitting smugly on the kitchen counter, just out of reach.

Conveniently, this was when your roommate had picked up a late shift, leaving you locked out of the flat. 

You try the knob just in case, rattling it as if it might magically give way. It doesn't. A strangled sound escapes your throat, somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "Fuck!" You shout, pulling on the handle like that would do anything. 

"Are you kidding me?" you seethe, pulling away from the door and kicking it. Hard. The impact sends a jolt of pain up your foot, but you don't care. You kick it again, harder this time, the door thudding in response, refusing to budge.

As childish as you felt kicking the door, it's the final thing to tip you over and you can no longer hold back the tears that were waiting to fall. They're hot and stinging, blurring your vision as you slam your hands against the door again and again. The pain in your knuckles feels good in a way, like a release. You curse under your breath, the words tumbling out, raw and vicious. "Damn it!"

Your strength drains quickly, each hit becoming weaker until you're just slapping the door with the flat of your palms, gasping for breath, the anger dissolving into a wave of grief and exhaustion. You slump against the door, sliding down until you're sitting on the cold, hard floor, your shoulders heaving with sobs.

You pull your knees to your chest, burying your face in your arms. The street is quiet, the only sound of your broken cries echoing softly around you. It's like every emotion you've been bottling up since you got back is pouring out now, in the cold air and oncoming rain, in front of this unyielding door. You cry for the life you lost, for the mistakes you made, for the uncertain, terrifying future that stretches ahead of you.

This can't be the rest of your life, right?

Then you sense it—a presence, a pair of eyes on you. You glance up, wiping your face with the sleeve of your hoodie, and spot him: your neighbour. He's leaning against his brick doorway just a few feet away, a joint lazily balanced between his fingers, looking at you with an awkward mixture of concern and confusion from beneath the awning. 

You hadn't noticed him or the smell of pot which must've been subdued by the rain. You vaguely recognize him. Hamzah, you think his name is. Never had you known he was your neighbour but you were sure you had seen him on your feed a couple of years ago. Now, though, he's standing there, his eyes locked onto you like he's stumbled upon something he wasn't meant to see.

For a moment, neither of you says anything. He takes a drag, the tip of the joint glowing faintly in the dim hallway. You can see the smoke curl around him as he exhales, the smell reaching you a moment later. You swallow hard, feeling a fresh wave of embarrassment wash over you. Great. Not only are you locked out, but now you've got an audience to witness your breakdown.

"You, uh... you good?" he asks finally, his voice rough from the smoke. It's an awkward, tentative question as if he's not quite sure what else to say in this scenario. 

"Um," You straighten your posture, coughing to clear the bubble in your throat from sobbing "Yup."

He shifts uncomfortably, scratching at the back of his neck. "Do you... need help or something? Like... with the door?" he offers, taking another drag.

"I just locked myself out, had a bad day," You say, trying to slip in an explanation for your little show "Uh, my roommate can let me in when she gets home." 

He exhales a cloud of smoke, nodding slowly. "Yeah. I can see that." Another pause, then he adds, "You want me to call someone? Like a locksmith or something? Is there something I can do?"

You glance up at Hamzah, eyes still red from crying, and see him taking another drag. The silence between you feels heavy and awkward. Impulsively, you blurt out, "Can I have a hit of that?" You're not sure why you ask—maybe you just need something to take the edge off, something to dull the sting of reality.

Hamzah hesitates, looking you over like he's trying to gauge how serious you are. Then, with a small shrug, he steps closer and extends the joint. "Sure," he says, holding it out and gesturing for you to come closer. 

Sheepishly, you move from your spot on the stoop and scamper over to his patio. You take it from his fingers, feeling the warmth of where his hand was. It's not like you've never done this before, but it feels strange now, in this setting, stuck under an awning with a virtual stranger. You bring the joint to your lips, inhaling deeply. The smoke burns your lungs for a moment, and you cough, fighting the urge to wince as you hand it back to him.

"Thanks," you croak, blinking to clear your watery eyes. The two of you sit in silence for a beat, and you sense him watching you again, more curious now than awkward.

"So," he starts, breaking the silence. "Why are you locked out? What happened?"

"Oh, it's one of those automatic locks but it's actually not since the keypad is busted," Even as you string the words together they don't make sense to you but Hamzah slowly nods.

"Okay," His eyes are half-lidded and another silence stretches between you until he fills it "So you just moved in?" He asks to which you nod "From where?"

"California."

"Why'd you leave?"

"Coke." You answer a bit too fast "Everyone is coked up all the time and it's just kinda miserable no matter where you go." 

"Yeah that checks out," He takes a drag before offering you another hit. Hamzah's eyebrows draw in as he studies the curves of your face and the bridge of your nose, finally, he says "Sorry, you just look really familiar."

"Yeah, you do too," You feel the smoke fill your lungs, the sensation feels as rough as sandpaper.

"Yeah," he reiterates, drawing the word out, eyes still on you. "No, I do know you," Hamzah announces like he's cracked a riddle "I used to watch your videos."

"Used to," You repeat, sucking a sharp breath through your teeth "Youch."

His eyes widen slightly "No, no, not like that, I'm just busy now, like I don't have time to-

You cut him off with a laugh "I don't care, I'm just being a dick."

"Oh," He takes a breath out and his lips slowly curl into a small smile "Cool." 

Silence hangs between the two of you like two birds on a wire as you pass the joint back and forth. The eeriness is filled by the patter of rain, harsher now and splashing against the concrete, so loud it sounds like pebbles being tossed onto sheets of glass.

"Are you like- okay?" He glances at you, coughing into his fight for a moment. 

You knew the marijuana had hit you when everything felt like it was moving in frames and suddenly your body didn't feel so heavy "I dunno," You answer truthfully, tongue loosened by the pot in your system "I just don't know what to do."

"How old are you?" He asks abruptly.

"Twenty-one." When the words leave your mouth he laughs "What?"

"What do you mean you don't know what to do? Watch a movie, eat some cereal, you've got time."

You look ahead of you at the street, water dribbling it's way into drains. Oddly, it felt like exactly what you needed to hear, that jigsaw falling into place. The joint is almost finished now, just a few more puffs left. You take a slow drag, savouring the earthy, slightly sweet taste before exhaling a thin stream of smoke that mingles with the cool night air. "It doesn't feel like it." 

"Nah," He waves it off "You've got time and- " Hamzah fishes another joint out of his hoodie pocket, holding it up with a grin. "Since you're already having the worst day ever," he says, "Might as well make it a little more interesting." 

You stare at him for a moment, the remains of your previous frustration tugging at the edges of your mind. But then you shrug. What do you really have to lose at this point? A small, wry smile creeps onto your face. "Sweet."

-

Hamzah's living room is messy in a comfortable way, with gaming consoles scattered around the TV and piles of clothes thrown across the couch. "Make yourself at home," he says with a grin, already rummaging through a pile on the floor to pull out a small tripod and camera.

You collapse onto the couch, feeling the familiar thrill of preparing to film, even if this time it's more chaotic and impulsive. Hamzah sets up the tripod, the lens trained on the two of you. He fumbles for a second, trying to find the record button.

"Okay, okay," he mutters to himself, squinting at the camera. "Ready?"

You nod, suppressing a giggle as he finally gets it going. He plops down beside you, and you both stare at the red light blinking at the top of the camera.

"Hey, what's up, YouTube!" Hamzah begins, his voice loud and overly enthusiastic, making you burst into laughter. He shoots you a mock-serious glance, pointing at you. "So, this is my neighbour... my locked-out, kind of sad neighbour. We just had a major debrief."

"Major," You nod in confirmation.

Hamzah grins, throwing an arm over the back of the couch. "Right, right. She is in a bit of what I call a slump that we are getting her out of. So, what brings you to the fine streets of Toronto?"

You launch into an exaggerated tale of your move back, embellishing details to make it sound even more ridiculous. He plays along, interjecting with snarky commentary, and soon the two of you are riffing off each other like a well-rehearsed duo.

For a moment, you forget about the locked door, the mess of your life outside this room. You're just... here, laughing with this random stranger, acting like a complete goof in front of a camera.

"And that's how we ended up here," Hamzah finishes, throwing his hands up dramatically. "Two neighbours, locked out, stoned out of their minds, trying to salvage what little dignity they have left."

"I think your dignity is fine, actually," You correct him.

"Mmm, I dunno about that," he shakes his head "My digital footprint is insane."

"How insane?"

Hamzah holds a finger out before reaching into his pocket and taps around, holding his phone out to show you the screen. You watch as several clips play one after another, him saying incredulous things, taking shrooms at Comic-Con, slipping in a hot tub, and eating a comically large hotdog. 

"Ah, I see," You nod slowly.

"Can you believe I did all of that sober?"

"No, actually, maybe, I don’t know you that well."

"Well," He gestures to his phone "That's basically all you need to know."

"Really?"

"Nah," he shakes his head "What am I saying?"

The glint of a green light catches your eye and you're reminded that this entire conversation is being filmed. You nudge Hamzah's bicep, pointing at the camera "Dude, we have a video to make."

"Wait," he puts his hand out, "I think I just discovered the solution for world peace."

"Do tell." Nothing makes sense, you’re just putting together the first words that come to mind like a game of scrabble.

"Everyone gets high at the same time and then we can all resolve our issues." In the moment, it seemed genius, like there were no issues to it. In your state, your face splits into a smile and you give Hamzah a high five.

"But seriously, we gotta film because I'm going to be very irrelevant very soon."

"Right, right. We will-" his head swerves, looking around for something to hold interest, then, he goes back to his phone, opening up Garage Band "Make a song."

"What?" You furrow your eyebrows.

"Nah, just trust me, we will freestyle, it'll be good."

You blink "I can't sing."

Hamzah shrugs, tapping a button that creates a drum loop. "Who cares? It doesn't have to be good. In fact, the worse it is, the funnier it'll be. People love random off-putting stuff that doesn't make sense."

You lean forward, hands on your knees as you try to think of some lyrics. "Okay, okay," you say, catching your breath. "How about... 'I got locked out of my house, life's a mess, lost my success'?"

Hamzah snorts, nodding eagerly. "Perfect. And then, something like, 'My neighbour showed up with a joint, now we're high, nothing's going as planned...'"

You both burst out laughing at how terrible it is, but that only makes it more fun. As the best of a song comes to fruition, you start shouting out lyrics in a half-singing, half-yelling voice, each line worse than the last.

"Can't pay my rent, don't have a cent!" you cry, dramatically throwing your head back.

"Got kicked out of school, and now I'm feeling uncool!" Hamzah chimes in, wailing.

It's chaotic, utterly ridiculous, and so far from anything either of you would ever consider sharing online, but the sheer absurdity of it leaves you both gasping for breath between fits of laughter. You catch glimpses of each other between the laughter, and you realize how freeing it feels to just be silly, to do something that has absolutely no pressure to be perfect or polished. In truth, it wasn't that funny but under the influence, breathing was funny.

As the last of the laughter dies down, you hear the faint rumble of a car engine pulling up outside. You freeze, holding your breath, listening as a car door slams shut and footsteps approach. It takes you a second to register what's happening, and then your eyes widen in realization.

"Oh my god," you mutter, scrambling to your feet. You rush to Hamzah's window, peering outside. There, standing by the curb with a purse in hand, is your roommate. Relief washes over you so suddenly it nearly knocks you over.

"Is that...?" Hamzah asks, glancing out the window beside you.

"Yep," you reply, feeling a mixture of giddiness and embarrassment flood your chest. "That's Margot. I can finally get back inside!" You turn back to him, grinning ear to ear. "I should probably go but uh- thanks for the weed," you say, heading toward the door. Hamzah just nods, a lopsided smile on his face as he follows you to the doorway.

"Oh- yeah," he says, opening the door for you. 

You give him a quick wave, then jog down across the yard to catch your roommate before she heads inside. By the time you reach her, she's already at the door, fumbling with her keys.

"Hey! Thank god you're back!" you blurt out, slightly out of breath. "I locked myself out."

She gives you a skeptical look, seeing your red, glassy eyes but nods, unlocking the door. You slip inside with a sigh of relief, feeling a little steadier, a little less lost than you had a few hours ago. Before she can ask more questions, you glance back toward Hamzah's house, catching sight of him leaning casually in his doorway, waving goodbye with a lazy, knowing grin.

You wave back, shaking your head slightly. What a weird, unexpected day it's been. And yet, somehow, you don't feel quite as alone anymore. It's a weird serenity that washed over you. Toronto didn't seem as hopeless as it did initially.

A/N: Anyways, if you’ve read this far, feel free to send a request. I didn’t really know where I was going with this, just wanted to write something Hamzah.

[w04hxo]

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When I remember to make posts, this is an NX Zero blog! Brazil, I'm so sorry for the things I've said and will say about your emos.

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A Unique Blend of Offerings The Vape Loft is not your typical liquor store. Our innovative approach combines the worlds of vaping, beer, and cannabis under one roof, providing a one-stop destination for enthusiasts and connoisseurs alike. Whether you are a seasoned vaper, a craft beer aficionado, or exploring the world of cannabis, our knowledgeable staff is here to guide you through our extensive product lines.

Vaping Products Our vaping section is stocked with a wide array of devices, e-liquids, and accessories to suit both beginners and experienced vapers. We carry the latest in vape technology, including mods, pods, and tanks from top brands. Our e-liquid selection features a diverse range of flavors and nicotine strengths, ensuring that every customer can find something to suit their palate.

We understand the importance of quality and safety, which is why we only source products from reputable manufacturers. Our staff is well-versed in the latest vaping trends and technologies and is always ready to offer personalized recommendations and advice.

Craft Beer Selection As a premier liquor store in Clarksville, The Vape Loft prides itself on an extensive and carefully curated craft beer selection. We believe that beer is an art form, and our collection reflects this philosophy. From local brews to international favorites, our shelves are filled with a variety of styles, including IPAs, stouts, lagers, and seasonal specialties.

Our knowledgeable staff is passionate about beer and is eager to share their expertise. Whether you're a beer connoisseur or just looking to try something new, we can help you find the perfect brew for any occasion. We also host regular tastings and events, giving our customers the opportunity to explore new flavors and meet like-minded beer enthusiasts.

Cannabis Dispensary At The Vape Loft, we are proud to be part of the growing movement towards the legalization and acceptance of cannabis. Our dispensary offers a range of high-quality cannabis products, including flower, edibles, tinctures, and topicals. We work with trusted suppliers to ensure that all our products are safe, effective, and compliant with state regulations.

Our staff is knowledgeable about the benefits and uses of cannabis and can provide guidance on selecting the right products for your needs. Whether you are seeking relief from a specific condition or simply looking to enhance your overall well-being, we are here to support you on your journey.

Community and Education The Vape Loft is more than just a retail store; we are a community hub where people can come together to learn, share, and connect. We believe in the power of education and are committed to providing our customers with the information they need to make informed choices.

We offer a variety of workshops and events focused on vaping, beer, and cannabis. From beginner vaping classes to beer brewing workshops and cannabis education sessions, there is always something new to discover at The Vape Loft. Our events are designed to be fun, engaging, and informative, providing a space for our community to come together and celebrate their shared interests.

Commitment to Quality and Safety Quality and safety are at the core of everything we do at The Vape Loft. We carefully select our products to ensure that they meet the highest standards, and we are committed to transparency and honesty in all our dealings. Our staff is trained to provide accurate information and advice, and we are always here to answer any questions you may have.

We also take our responsibility to the community seriously and are dedicated to promoting responsible consumption of all our products. Whether you are purchasing vaping supplies, beer, or cannabis, we encourage you to use them responsibly and in moderation.

Customer Experience At The Vape Loft, we believe that shopping should be an enjoyable and rewarding experience. Our store is designed to be welcoming and comfortable, with a friendly and knowledgeable staff ready to assist you. We take pride in our customer service and strive to create a positive and memorable experience for every visitor.

We value feedback from our customers and are always looking for ways to improve. Whether you have a question, a suggestion, or just want to share your experience, we are here to listen.

Conclusion The Vape Loft - Vape + Beer + Dispensary is proud to be the leading liquor store in Clarksville, offering a unique and diverse range of products to our community. Our commitment to quality, safety, and customer satisfaction sets us apart, and we are dedicated to providing a welcoming and informative environment for all our customers.

Whether you are exploring new vaping products, searching for the perfect craft beer, or seeking high-quality cannabis, The Vape Loft is your one-stop destination in Clarksville. Come visit us today and discover all that we have to offer.

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Experience Excellence: The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary in Columbus

In the heart of Columbus, a city renowned for its vibrant culture and dynamic lifestyle, there exists a sanctuary for vaping enthusiasts and cannabis connoisseurs alike. The Vape Loft Vape Dispensary in Columbus, nestled in the bustling center of Columbus, provides a unique combination of top-tier vape products and high-quality cannabis, making it the ultimate destination for anyone seeking to elevate their vaping and dispensary experience.

Your One-Stop-Shop for All Things Vaping Upon entering The Vape Loft, you're greeted by a modern and inviting atmosphere tailored to accommodate both new and seasoned vapers. The store offers a vast array of products, from the latest vape mods and kits to an extensive selection of e-liquids in a myriad of flavors and nicotine strengths. Whether you're a cloud chaser, a flavor enthusiast, or someone aiming to quit smoking, The Vape Loft has something for everyone.

Premium Vape Products At The Vape Loft, quality is a top priority. The store stocks leading brands known for their reliability and performance, including SMOK, Vaporesso, and GeekVape. You’ll find a diverse range of devices, from sleek pod systems ideal for beginners to advanced box mods for experienced vapers. The knowledgeable staff is always available to help you select the right device, provide maintenance tips, and ensure you have the best possible vaping experience.

Extensive E-Liquid Selection E-liquids are the essence of any vaping experience, and The Vape Loft prides itself on offering an extensive variety. From classic tobacco and menthol to exotic fruit blends and decadent dessert flavors, there's something to satisfy every palate. The Vape Loft also features a range of nicotine salts for those who prefer a smoother hit and higher nicotine concentration. The shop's commitment to quality ensures that all e-liquids are sourced from reputable manufacturers, guaranteeing a safe and enjoyable experience.

Enhance Your Experience with Our Dispensary The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary goes beyond vaping, offering a carefully curated selection of cannabis products to enhance your lifestyle. Whether you’re a seasoned cannabis user or new to the scene, the dispensary section has something to offer everyone.

High-Quality Cannabis Products Quality and variety are the hallmarks of The Vape Loft's dispensary. The store offers a range of products, including flower, edibles, concentrates, and topicals, all sourced from trusted local and national growers. The knowledgeable staff is well-versed in the properties and benefits of each product, helping you make informed decisions based on your preferences and needs.

Expert Guidance and Personalized Service Navigating the world of cannabis can be overwhelming, especially for newcomers. The Vape Loft prides itself on providing expert guidance and personalized service. The friendly and knowledgeable staff are always available to answer questions, provide recommendations, and help you find the perfect product. Whether you're looking to relax, manage pain, or simply enjoy the experience, The Vape Loft is dedicated to ensuring you have a positive and fulfilling visit.

Building Community and Promoting Education The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary isn’t just a retail shop; it’s a community hub for vaping and cannabis enthusiasts in Columbus. The store regularly hosts events, workshops, and educational sessions to keep customers informed and engaged.

Events and Workshops The Vape Loft frequently hosts events that bring together the local vaping and cannabis community. From product launches and tasting sessions to informative workshops on the latest trends and techniques, there’s always something happening at The Vape Loft. These events provide an opportunity to learn, share experiences, and connect with fellow enthusiasts.

Commitment to Education Education is a core value at The Vape Loft. The store offers a wealth of resources to help customers make informed decisions about vaping and cannabis use. Whether it’s through one-on-one consultations, informative blog posts, or in-store educational materials, The Vape Loft is committed to promoting safe and responsible use of its products.

Why Choose The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary? Choosing The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary means opting for quality, variety, and exceptional customer service. Here are a few reasons why The Vape Loft stands out as the premier vape dispensary in Columbus:

Wide Selection: The Vape Loft offers an extensive range of vape and cannabis products to cater to all preferences and needs.

Quality Assurance: All products are sourced from reputable manufacturers and growers, ensuring the highest standards of quality and safety.

Expert Staff: The knowledgeable and friendly staff are always available to provide guidance, answer questions, and help you find the perfect product.

Community Focus: The Vape Loft is dedicated to fostering a sense of community through events, workshops, and educational initiatives.

Convenient Location: Located in the heart of Columbus, The Vape Loft is easily accessible, making it a convenient choice for locals and visitors alike.

Visit The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary Today If you’re in Columbus and looking for a premier vape dispensary, look no further than The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary. With its wide selection of premium vape products, high-quality cannabis, and commitment to customer service and education, The Vape Loft is the ultimate destination for all your vaping and dispensary needs. Visit today and discover why so many in Columbus choose The Vape Loft as their go-to spot for vaping and cannabis products. Whether you’re a novice or an expert, The Vape Loft offers a welcoming environment and a comprehensive selection to ensure you find exactly what you’re looking for.

Conclusion The Vape Loft - Vape + Dispensary is more than just a store; it’s a community hub and a beacon of quality in Columbus. With its extensive product range, commitment to education, and exceptional customer service, The Vape Loft stands out as the premier vape dispensary in Columbus. Visit today to experience firsthand why it has become the preferred choice for so many vaping and cannabis enthusiasts.

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Exploring Weed Dispensaries in New York, NY, USA

New York City has emerged as a vibrant hub for cannabis enthusiasts, offering a diverse array of dispensaries that cater to both medicinal and recreational users.

Whether you're a local resident or a visitor looking to explore the city's cannabis scene, here's a curated guide to some of the top dispensaries in New York, NY.

1. MedMen NYC - Fifth Avenue

Located in the heart of Manhattan on Fifth Avenue, MedMen NYC stands out as a premier destination for cannabis products.

Known for its sleek and modern interior, MedMen offers a wide selection of high-quality cannabis strains, edibles, concentrates, and accessories.

Their knowledgeable staff provides personalized recommendations to ensure a tailored experience for every customer.

2. Columbia Care - Union Square

Columbia Care, situated near Union Square, is celebrated for its commitment to patient care and education.

This dispensary focuses on medical marijuana patients, offering a compassionate approach to cannabis treatment.

Columbia Care provides a variety of strains and products designed to meet the specific needs of individuals seeking relief from various medical conditions.

3. Rise Dispensaries - Midtown

Rise Dispensaries in Midtown Manhattan prides itself on a customer-first approach, emphasizing education and community engagement.

They offer a welcoming atmosphere where customers can explore different cannabis options in a relaxed setting.

Rise Dispensaries stocks a range of products from flowers to tinctures, ensuring there's something for every preference.

4. Etain - West Side

Etain is a family-run business dedicated to producing high-quality medical cannabis products.

Located on the West Side of Manhattan, Etain focuses on providing personalized care and guidance to patients seeking therapeutic cannabis treatments.

Their commitment to quality and consistency has made them a trusted name in New York City's cannabis community.

5. Zen Leaf - Queens

Zen Leaf, located in Queens, offers a comprehensive selection of cannabis products in a friendly and professional environment.

Known for their knowledgeable staff and commitment to customer service, Zen Leaf caters to both recreational users and medical patients.

They provide educational resources and consultations to ensure customers make informed decisions about their cannabis use.

Navigating New York's Cannabis Scene

Navigating the cannabis landscape in New York City requires an understanding of local laws and regulations.

Recreational cannabis use is legal for adults over 21, while medical marijuana is available to registered patients with qualifying conditions.

Dispensaries like those mentioned above play a crucial role in ensuring safe and responsible access to cannabis products.

Conclusion

Whether you're a seasoned cannabis connoisseur or new to exploring its benefits, New York City's dispensaries offer a variety of options to suit every preference and need.

From upscale shops in Manhattan to community-focused dispensaries in the boroughs, the city's cannabis scene continues to evolve, providing quality products and valuable resources to its diverse clientele.

For more information and to explore the latest offerings from New York City's dispensaries, visit WeedX. Discover a new era of cannabis access and education in the heart of the Big Apple.

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Midnight Break Room 🏴‍☠️ [Barber Beats, Plunderphonics, Vaporwave]

curated by Benjamin G

Mmm, a smooth mix of jazzy beats. I’m somewhat aware of the “vaporwave” genre, but less aware of “barber beats”. And this is the first time I’ve seen the term “plunderphonics”. (I was listening to a mix of “intelligent drum and bass” before this, so I know there’s some overlap.)

Anyway, the mix has been down-tempo with some jazzy bits and funky guitars, here and there. That sort of 1990s “easy listening” music from The Weather Channel’s local forecast segment. “Freq” by VHS Logos and “arrival heights” by GD¥ were the 2 songs that prompted me to post this to tumblr.

Playlist under the cut, with some google-translated titles:

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Credit for visuals:   / @pc2000s​ 

 0:00 - Yasuyuki Suzuki - Solitude

6:01 - Backwhen - Reefs

8:56 - GODSPEED 音 - 遠い過去の記憶  (Memories of the Distant Past)

14:10 - modest by default - түлхүүрнүүд  (Keys)

18:25 - Macroblank - 私を連れ戻して (Take Me Back)

21:42 - VHS Logos- Freq

23:34- GD¥ - arrival heights

28:20 - snowpoint lounge - 不吉な記憶消しゴム  (Ominous Memory Eraser)

33:28 - Manila Ice - 私は英雄です  (I am a Hero)

39:04 - haircuts for men - あなたが悲鳴を上げることができます  (You Can Scream)

43:37 - ROMBREAKER - 進化の家  (Evolution House)

47:52 - particle dreams - audrey

49:52 - Linkwood - Shortwaves

53:22 - Macroblank - 寒い通り  (Cold Street)

57:30 - Dokutā Slump - R A I N

1:00:25 - ROMBREAKER - Birds in the skies

1:03:20 - Oblique Occasions - oblique occasions is online

1:07:10 - Macroblank - blue moon 

1:11:32 - haircuts for men - 'я слышал звон   (I Hear a Ringing)

1:17:30- Manila Ice - 私は私が誰なのかわからない  (I Don’t Know Who I Am)

1:22:38 - modest by default - 我让那些法西斯跳舞   (I Made Those Fascists Dance)

1:28:41 - Macroblank - guest house

1:33:40- S O A R E R - _-暖かい  (Warm)

1:37:44- modest by default - түлхүүрнүүд  (Keys; guess it appeared twice?)

1:40:25 - Monodrone - Afternoon Commerce 

1:45:08 - VHS Logos - マントラ  (Mantra)

1:46:18 - GODSPEED 音 - ついに無料  (Finally Free/Free at Last)

1:52:00 - modest by default - 약간의 대마초  (A Little Weed/Some Cannabis)

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Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West: Your Premier Destination for Marijuana Products

Nestled in the vibrant heart of Boca Raton, Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West stands as a beacon for both novice and seasoned cannabis enthusiasts in search of premium marijuana products. As a leading name in the industry, Curaleaf is dedicated to improving lives by providing high-quality, accessible, and effective cannabis-based products. This article explores why Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West is your go-to destination for all things cannabis.

A Wide Range of High-Quality Cannabis Products At Curaleaf Boca Raton West, the focus is on variety and quality. Whether you are looking for flower, edibles, oils, or tinctures, this dispensary offers an extensive selection designed to meet diverse needs and preferences. Their product lineup is meticulously curated to ensure that all items meet the highest standards of purity and potency. Each product is sourced from trusted growers and producers who emphasize organic practices and innovative extraction methods.

Flowers: Sativa, Indica, and Hybrids Curaleaf is renowned for its exceptional range of cannabis flower. With options ranging from energizing sativa strains to relaxing indica and balanced hybrids, there is something for every mood and medicinal need. Each strain is carefully selected to offer distinctive flavor profiles and therapeutic effects, aiding in conditions such as stress, pain, insomnia, and more.

Edibles and Concentrates: Delicious and Potent For those who prefer not to smoke, Curaleaf offers a delightful assortment of edibles, including gummies, chocolates, and beverages. These tasty options are not only a pleasure to consume but also provide a convenient and discreet way to enjoy the benefits of cannabis. Additionally, the dispensary stocks a variety of concentrates like shatter, crumble, and wax, which are popular among users seeking a more potent and fast-acting experience.

CBD Products: Wellness Without the High Understanding the growing demand for non-psychoactive options, Curaleaf Boca Raton West features a robust selection of CBD products. These items are perfect for customers interested in the therapeutic benefits of cannabis without the intoxicating effects. Available in various forms such as oils, capsules, and topicals, CBD products are ideal for managing anxiety, chronic pain, and inflammation.

A Focus on Patient Education and Support Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West is not just about selling marijuana products; it's about fostering an educated, safe, and supportive community. The dispensary staff are well-trained and knowledgeable, ready to guide customers through the selection process with insights into the benefits and properties of different products. They are committed to ensuring that every customer feels confident and informed about their choices.

Safety and Compliance: A Top Priority Safety is paramount at Curaleaf. All products undergo rigorous testing to ensure they are free from pesticides, heavy metals, and microbial contaminants. The dispensary adheres strictly to state laws and regulations to provide a safe and legal cannabis purchasing experience. Moreover, with measures like secure packaging and clear labeling, customers can trust in the safety and authenticity of their purchases.

A Welcoming Environment for All Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West prides itself on creating an inviting and professional atmosphere. The facility is designed to be comfortable and accessible, making it easy for everyone, including those with disabilities, to explore the products. With privacy respected and customer service prioritized, every visit is discreet and personalized.

Joining the Curaleaf Community Beyond the storefront, Curaleaf Boca Raton West extends its commitment to wellness through community involvement and education. The dispensary regularly hosts workshops, seminars, and support groups, helping to demystify cannabis use and integrate it responsibly into community wellness practices.

Last Word: Curaleaf Dispensary Boca Raton West is more than just a place to buy marijuana products. It is a trusted resource and community hub for those looking to enhance their quality of life through the responsible use of cannabis. With its comprehensive product range, commitment to safety and education, and a warm, welcoming environment, it's clear why Curaleaf remains a leader in the cannabis industry. Whether you are a long-time user or new to cannabis, Curaleaf Boca Raton West is ready to meet your needs with expertise and care.

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Exploring the World of Weed Gift Store

In recent years, the concept of weed gift stores has gained significant traction among enthusiasts and curious individuals alike. These unique establishments offer a diverse array of cannabis-themed products, catering to a growing demand for cannabis culture and lifestyle items.

From quirky accessories to artisanal smoking devices, weed gift stores provide an immersive experience for cannabis enthusiasts seeking something beyond the ordinary. Whether you're searching for novelty items like cannabis-infused edibles or sleek, high-quality smoking accessories, these stores have something for everyone.

One of the most appealing aspects of weed gift stores is their ability to cater to a wide range of tastes and preferences. Whether you're a seasoned cannabis connoisseur or a curious newcomer, you'll find products tailored to your needs and interests.

Moreover, weed gift stores often prioritize quality and craftsmanship, curating products from reputable brands and artisans. This ensures that customers receive products that not only reflect their passion for cannabis but also meet high standards of excellence.

In conclusion, weed gift stores offer a unique shopping experience for cannabis enthusiasts, providing a diverse selection of products that celebrate the culture and lifestyle surrounding this versatile plant. Whether you're looking for a one-of-a-kind gift or simply want to treat yourself to something special, these stores are sure to delight and inspire.

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Ganjaburi – More Bud For Your Baht

We are passionate about providing high-quality cannabis products and exceptional customer service to our community.

Ganjaburi was founded with the belief that everyone should have access to safe and effective cannabis products. We pride ourselves on offering a wide variety of cannabis strains, edibles, and accessories, all carefully curated to meet the needs of our diverse clientele.

At Ganjaburi, we are committed to providing a comfortable and welcoming environment for all of our customers. Our knowledgeable staff members are always available to answer any questions you may have about our products, and to help you find the perfect cannabis strain or product for your needs.

We understand that the laws surrounding cannabis can be complex, which is why we adhere to all local regulations and work closely with our suppliers to ensure that our products are of the highest quality. We are also committed to promoting responsible cannabis use and educating our customers about the benefits and potential risks of using cannabis.

Whether you are a first-time cannabis user or an experienced connoisseur, we invite you to visit our dispensary and explore our selection of cannabis products. We are dedicated to providing you with the best possible experience, and we look forward to serving you soon!