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Cannibis is the currency.
the prompt irrelevance of one of the Marx Brothers, the Master answers, "The hedge at the bottom of
the garden." "And the man who realizes this truth," the novice dubiously inquires, '"what, may I ask, is
he?" Groucho gives him a whack over the shoulders with his staff and answers, "A golden-haired lion."
-Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception.