THE ULTIMATE GUIDE TO WEED IN DOROHOI

We walked alongside the sting on the Christmas market place, maintaining a diligent eye out with the hotel which the man had explained to us so confidently would absolutely absolutely have Brent’s bicycle (I think it was Phuc Some thing…it's possible Phuc Nguyen? Whatever it was, we murmured the name time and again again—“Phuc…phuc…fuck