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today me and sean were stranded at soulth station cause we didnt have a ride to SR for spring booter sessions on saterday so we were coming through the city with our skis and nig gear and were completly out of tree, a sunny warm day to spark a vanilla game on my balcony over the river. $10 cant buy a lotta tree and no one close to me would sell less than a half so we went to scope the middle of harvard square . 10 minutes in and Sean spots a rasta nukk and i so head up and asked him if he had any bud and he was like yeow u guys always smoke ganja? we said always. but he didnt have enough to sell so he offered to smoke us up if we copped a dutch quick across the street.
we headed down to find a spot to burn down through harvard campus an he was hyping up the tree he gets a lot , even dropping names like legit haze from Seans hood Dchester. Before we could find a spot he ran into this field and started playing soccer with some harvard students. next thing we know its 2 whits and 1 jamacians vs 3 asians and the jamacian is starting to own. The teams are getting organized and the rast hands me a bag from his sock and tells me to roll it under the tree in the middle of campus. So me and sean chill against the tree and i roll a blizzy in my lap.
When its done im waiting for the jamacian to come over but hes like yaow spark it up and told us the streets werent hot with po. I bring out some matches to preserve the flavor and we begin to rip the blunt while the game continues. After a couple rounds the rasta runs over with the ball and grabs the blunt and defends the goal blocking with his free hand , charges to the otherside to score and brings the bliz back for us to smoke the rest. All of sudden im blowing out some smoke and a cambridge po cruises up along the side of the street and circles around so we just chilled and hoped he didnt smell the ganj. the blunt was done and it was time to peace so he gave me his number if i needed bud when it was dry again. then we fell back to the crib and watched footy
