The Stoop..

Blowed steps out of his Honeycomb hideout, he takes a look around. The streets were the same busy as usual, he would usually be about to hit the block for his daily, but let's switch it up a bit. He posted up right there on the front stoop, pulled out a sack of some good green, splits a cigar and starts to roll it. You could smell the potent aroma from the open bag. As blowed starts to roll the blunt. A man stops and approaches him,

The man: “Hey brother, what do you have there?, it smells good as shit”

The man looks with an eager look wondering what he was smelling.

“This is my special strain. I call it the Koolaid Samich. An indica/sativa mix. I’m bout to fire this up now. You can taste it and I can dump you a sack if you like.”

The man: “Sheeeiiit  cool, I’m wit that”

The man sits and waits as Blowed finishes rolling the blunt. He lights it and takes a long drag. You could smell the fragrance in the air. Blowed passes the blunt to the man . he smells it before he hits it, taking a long drag.

The man: “Cough, Cough!!  Damn thats some good shit. Cough, yea. Let me get a zip.”

Blowed signals to one of his guards to come over, as he approaches he hands Blowed a sack.

Taga: “Here ya go, that good good”

He tosses the product to the man, he then acknowledges with a nod and walks off.

Blowed looks over at Taga,

“This just might work, Let’s post up and see who floats bye. Have someone run by the LIQ and get us some refreshments, it is nice out, and the traffic is moving.”

Blowed sits in relaxation awaiting the next patron for conversation, or even to share in the session.

Blowed sits, sipping on his beer, and puffing on his blunt. watching the hustle from the comfort of his stoop as well as a few patrons getting served as they pass bye. As the day comes to an end Blowed dumps the last few sacks he had to the last few customers and retreats inside. With one single bartender, all that was needed for this small hangout. Blowed signals him as he walks in. 

"set up table 5 for me. I have a few guest meeting me this evening, and make it a five spread, I will have my regular."

Blowed heads towards the back to get himself together for the evening. 

"Sure thing sir, right away, everything will be ready once your guest arrive. "

Waiting with just a few close patrons relaxing in the small club and enjoying some nice toons. Blowed walks over and sits at the empty booth in the back away from it all. He sits back and reaches into his breast pocket, and pulls out a sack of weed and a cigar. As he sits rolling a blunt, he sees @MiyamotoMusashi walk in. He continues to roll his blunt as @MiyamotoMusashi approaches the table.

“Hey what’s goin on? Have a seat.”

Blowed waives over to the bar to bring over something for @MiyamotoMusashi. Sliding in shortly behind him was icepool, and even SihnMihn. Waiving them all over to the booth he was at, Blowed continued to light his blunt as they all gather, Once again letting the bar know they needed some more refreshments.

“What's good yall, just let tender know what yall want. Then we can get started on some things. Cool?  So how is the hustle treatin yall?”

Blowed takes a long drag of the blunt before he passes it.

"Good stuff, thats what I like to hear,"

Blowed takes another drag of his blunt, 

"So I am looking in to a big lick coming up, and I may need some extra hands. I want to see who wants to make this move with me, I know we have a few hustlers out here in New York."

Blowed takes another drag of his swisher, 

"So How do you like the place? It's a small spot but just good enough to kick it and keep it cool. Soon as we can get some activity going. I have a few spots that we can make moves with. What do you think.?

Blowed takes a long drag of his blunt. 

Looking for Blows Kin; we go way back, so if anyone knows how I can get in touch with him it would be appreciated.

Thanks,

Giovanny