(AKA that time I accidentally visited the Marijuana store)
The sign said they had an art show in this shop, so I went in and asked about the gallery. The guy behind the counter was confused.
Him: “Do you want some pot?”
Me: “Um … No?”
Him: “Okay. This is a Marijuana dispensary”
Me: “Oh. I heard there was art?”
Him: “Yeah, I guess. It’s these three paintings on the wall behind me”
Me: “Oh. Thanks. Uh, bye. ”
And that’s the story. I managed to snap a few pictures of the magazines and newspapers there, though. What a town!