The Dispensary

Our local marijuana shop sits right across the street from the grocery store. The shop sells every strain, ingredient, and product, while the store sells products with only CBD as the active ingredient. The shop is cash only, the store takes plastic.
In January, when my husband was facing chemotherapy, we checked out the possibilities of marijuana to help with unpleasant side effects. So much about that time was strange, horrifying, and even hilarious. None moreso than going from Kaiser, where they nicely and clinically, coaxed and tantalized Eric with pharmaceuticals, to this dispensary, where the air was richly scented with weed and the clerks were happy and enthusiastic, as well as dreamy-eyed and just as convincing. Where would you shop?
The Extra: this is my brother-in-law, Gery, who spends every moment with my sister who is trying so hard to get home from the hospital again. I used his new iPhone 10 for the shot, and he added the dark background.