In my teenage years we would gather on the top row of the bleachers at a football field that was next door to the incenerator on "burn day" and usually downwind. I grew up in Miami. The man was always confiscating dope in the offshore waters and they always burned it in the trash incenerator on the same day of the month. The gathering took place for about two years until they figured out what was going on and started tossing old tires in with the weed.
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