Searching for the Perfect Snake Oil: Vibes Up

I felt like Dana Scully debunking werewolf legends in a cold, dark forest. But it was a sunny day in Walla Walla, Washington when I walked by a store claiming it wasn’t a pot shop. (In Washington that’s always a possibility with anything decorated a medical shade of green.) Curious, I made a right turn and found myself in a particular kind of forest. One filled with crystals and bracelets and water bottles and flip-flops. The place smelled of lavender and pine and the two store reps (a man and wife duo) pounced as soon as my wife and I entered.
Source: showmoney

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