Tuesday, May 12, 2020

Cigar Store Indian



Cigar Store Indian




We stopped in Dill Weed for lunch. Since the election a few years ago, when the populous opted to shorten the name of the hamlet to Weed, the area has experienced exponential growth—at least in numbers of residents. This increase is attributed to an influx of refugees from the communes that dotted the hills during the 60s and 70s but were dissolved during the Nixon years.

A crew of cameramen, actors, and best boys remained after an episode of Alias Smith and Jones was shot nearby. They regularly visit the Weed plaza. They sign autographs and picture postcards. Despite the fact that they look nothing like their photos from 60 years ago, they, nonetheless, enjoy the lively exchanges with people who hardly know and or knew them.

During our time in Weed, we, my aunt and I, spied a motorcycle parked in front of Twin Feathers Smoke and Cigar Emporium. The Indian started with no problem and we toured the area for the remainder of the day.


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