True story: I was skiing Whistler two years ago on April 20. Lifts shut down at 4 pm and I made my way down. I was halfway down the mountain at around 4:20 pm and the smell just hit me and it was coming from the valley below. I get to the base and there's a full-on concert (TELUS Festival) and everyone and their grandmother was smokin' up. Cops were just standing around. Smiling.
"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." - H. D. Thoreau
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