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Monday, June 11, 2007
One thing that is really different about Oregon is the amazing ubiquitousness of recreational smoking equipment. It is especially the bongs that get me-in Wisconsin, bongs are (or at least were) illegal. Here, you can buy them at the local corner market. For real. This especially struck me a few weeks ago, as we were traveling through rural Benton County. We stopped in small town, USA for a couple of sodas at the local mini-mart and were greeted by a huge display of bongs upon entering. One of these bongs was 4 feet high. At the mini mart. Crazy.
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