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- Apr 20, 2025
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I wasn't a paying customer, just tagging along with someone else. First thing I noticed was the overwhelming scent of incense. Not any one flavor, it was as if 15 different brands of incense sticks were being burned at once. The counter was being manned by a chubby nigger and some other guy I couldn't see but he seemed to be built like a faggot. The guy I couldn't see instantly called out and asked us for our IDs, which even if I hadn't forgotten it I wasn't in the mood to be carded for existing in a store where I'm not even buying anything, especially considering it's obvious we're both adults. I ended up triggering the fucking car alarm trying to get back in the car, but that wasn't the smoke shops fault (evendoe it never would have happened if they hadn't carded me). Overall 1/10 experience, I would never go in there unless out of necessity.