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I found my favorite marijuana today. Durban Poison. It's a sativa from South Africa. The buds were small, compact, and pretty unremarkable visually compared to a Gorilla Glue #4 with its red threads, or a Lemon Haze with its yellow flowers. Clearly, Portland has spoiled me. Durban Poison smells like a desert oasis at sunset and tastes like if a finger bowl wasn't intended for rinsing one's fingers between courses at a fancy-pants meal, but rather a small palate cleansing soup. Its effects are immediate and overwhelming - throwing open the blinds on the first sunny, warm day of spring of the mind. Borderline psychedelic at the peak - I felt a real connectedness for a moment, sensing the threads that connect all of the everythings. 10/10 would (not) inhale again. Pictured: a finger bowl.