April 13th,2007
3am
The sixth joint is being passed around.This one is laced with hash oil.
A burlesque performer/gallery curator, a hippie who is reading a book, a crazy Sicilian(besides me), a wardrobe stylist, a college kid, an oc sunglass company exec , and me all sit around the dimly lit table. The subterranean hideout is packed and filled with smoke of all kinds. The band stops and ragtime music comes on over the system. The security guard ushers everyone out , but I'm good friends with the owners and were not going anywhere. At least until my friend Josh and I roll the dice to see who is going to win the pile of money on the table. He rolls a six and takes it . No big deal.I stayed in the game after several rolls and all I started out with was a dollar. Welcome to downtown Los Angeles and "The Spot." VW
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