October 21, 2011 - I approach and the gossamer glow of the mist beyond rises. Ramses and his buddy, Terrell, stare intently at the sky behind me. We wait and not a coul moves hoping to catch a glimpse of the banshee in the eerie Detroit sky. Terrell fails to suppress a nervous twitch as he comes to the revelation of the magnitude of what we are seeing before us. Little fluttering pixies engulf what would otherwise be a gloomy afternoon sky. I pause . . . and MY revelation hits me . . . DAMN I'm having a second-hand high right now!!! That whiff of a distinctly ganja smell made even the COP standing next to me high!!! Haaa!
Faith in humanity slips a few points YET again!!!
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