Word: pots
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Those Rocky Mountains are getting higher. Two municipalities - Denver, Colorado, and the small town of Hailey, Idaho - passed pro-marijuana measures on election day this week, joining a growing number of liberal localities that are reducing or removing penalties on using pot. It's part of a slowly evolving populist rehabilitation of the drug. San Francisco, Oakland and Santa Monica in California, along with Missoula, Montana, and Seattle, Washington, have previously passed laws that give the lowest priority to enforcing existing marijuana laws...
...thankfully) missing, obnoxious economics concentrators. There are many small tables for private time with your source pack amidst the clamor of conversations in innumerable foreign languages. For a unique experience when you get that coffee craving, try the unusually sweet Mocha Arabica, which comes in a generously-sized metal pot. Sit as long as you like, but leave an hour to get the check after you ask for it; otherwise, you might be studying longer than you intended. 2. Petsi Pies: Go past Louie’s Superette and straight on till morning to find this eclectic bakery, tucked away...
...heard a disembodied voice pose a question that was to change his life: “This is dancing on a stage, Paulus, but what does it mean to dance in life?” Two weeks later, he found the answer when he saw a woman throwing a pot. “I want to learn that dance,” he said to himself, and in that moment took up the craft of pottery. The metaphysical ties between clay, dance, and creation were explored at the program “Clay Body, Human Body” presented...
Indeed, not only for Asians but for any immigrant community, it is difficult to tread the line between ethnic assimilation and self-preservation. Academics have attempted to describe and define this tension in many ways, most famously with the metaphor of the American “melting pot.” A crude assimilationist model of this ideal might have us believe that foreigners arrive in the United States via some sort of cultural liquidation sale, ready to absorb into a gloopy, grey and nondescript soup characterized primarily by football, Big Macs and turkey stuffing. A more preservationist version might...
...just seemed like everyone’s high school was awesome. They all had International Baccalaureate programs, nationally competitive debate teams, and cheerleaders. Their schools were practically teeming with geniuses. Meanwhile, in stark contrast, my easy-going Quaker school was teeming with people that loved to smoke pot at eight in the morning. To top it off, back in freshman year, I would inevitably run into someone from a New York prep school who would tell me about his or her uniform. “You had a uniform?” I would wistfully proclaim. “Yeah...