GREEN HAZE: LOVE, LOSS, AND THE CANNABIS CYCLE

The emerald haze hangs heavy in the air, a fragrant shroud woven from desire and sadness. Each puff is a fleeting journey, a temporary release from the pressure of existence. It lures us, promising serenity, but its grip can consume. In this realm where dreams blur with reality, love and loss merge in a mosaic of pleasure. From Plant to Prescripti