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This past summer, I was puttering around the house, cleaning up a bit when I got a familiar smell through one of my bedroom windows. I had smelled it before, and knew there was someone in the area smoking weed. It had happened a couple of times, throughout the last month or so but I was never able to figure out where it was coming from. I walked into my bedroom and looked out the windows to see if I could spot anyone and that's when I noticed that the bedroom window from the house across from us was open and that's where the smell was coming from. Our neighbor's son was home and it was him that was smoking the weed. I was a bit surprised that he would be smoking in the house like that, but knowing his parents, they probably didn't care. They were pretty easy-going people, who loved to barbecue and drink on the weekends, and we had spent many weekends hanging out with all of them, so their college aged son smoking some weed probably didn't bother them. I didn't mind either as I had smoked in the past, but it has been quite a while since I had been able to do so. They guy who used to hook me up with my joints, had moved and I didn't have anyone else to give me some. As I sat and stared out the window, across the driveway, I thought to myself that maybe, I could ask him for some, since he smoked.

Of course, I wasn't paying attention as I was daydreaming about smoking the weed, and never noticed him looking out the window, right back at me. When I finally snapped out of my daze, I smiled and waved at him, as he did the same. He then yelled across from his window, asking me if ...

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