"For six miles a vein of the purest, most perfect crystal runs under Nelson." Bubbles, the matronly proprietor of Cannabis Culture, spoke through a window connecting the shop to the cafe. She was explaining the healing powers that draw the broken and infirm to Nelson. Heads nodded as if the connection between the alleged vein and the alleged healing powers was obvious. In support of Bubble's assertion Jim added, "Every time I come to Nelson I loose something. This time I lost my hat. Last time my Braille watch stopped working," He stared at us through glass eyes that gave him a prophetic authority, The Blind-Seer of Thebes. Jim's cell phone rang. "Hey, come down here, there are a couple of Americans here." A few moments later we were joined by Chris, a former computer programmer
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