Garcia didn’t know what a dab was, and he didn’t care to know: he rolled doobies one-handed after cleaning his pot on a copy of Roxy Music’s Country Life.
Throughout any of the many books, articles, canticles, listicles, broadsides, pamphlets, free verse, blank verse, adverts, novellas, tracts, and epic poems written about the Dead, one thing is clear: Carolyn Adams loved Garcia mean and true.
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