The truck was one or two weed vehicle outlets on 35th St midtown, where I lunched on a tear-producing spicy and excellent Korean soft tofu stew.
This cheerful woman was a retail clerk in a now-closed cannabis store on 6th Ave in the Village.
And near that elaborate storefront now stands a standard bodega-looking shop complete with bodega cat adorned with marijuana leaf collar, that sells—not milk and munchies—but a vast array of weed products.
Welcome to the new New York.
Except the cool cats
Welcome back to NYC!