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Trip report about Weed - Wedding Cake from Marley's Cannabis Club Coimbra

Preface:
Oddly enough, I'd encountered this strain before, albeit under very different circumstances. Being a fan of pure hybrid strains for cracker making, I bought a few grams back then solely for that purpose. I rarely smoked it, but I still managed to grasp its character. My memories of that effect remain vague, but vivid enough to know that this encounter would not be without interest.

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I smoke through a joint—it's so clean now after the last trip, as if I'd performed a demon-exorcism ritual. The smoke gently envelops my mouth and throat, leaving a sweet, slightly earthy aftertaste with a barely perceptible bitterness. Surprisingly, I don't cough at all—as if my lungs suddenly remembered they were professionals. I've never experienced such pleasure from smoking before—as if each inhalation fills not only my lungs but the entire room with some mysterious grace.
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00:05
A slight tingling feeling begins to spread through my limbs, as if someone is gently pricking my fingers with tiny needles of warm honey. My mood lifts. I'd already decided to start drawing, so I'd thoughtfully laid out all my supplies on the table. Now my workspace looks so professional that it seems no one would be surprised if I accidentally started painting "Starry Night." Everything is in keeping with the canons of the great master of the art of three brush strokes and five minutes for a smoke break.
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00:15
The effect intensifies. The contours of objects tremble and seem to float slightly, and the colors become rich and vibrant. For a second, it seems I'm starting to hallucinate: light rainbow patterns flicker across the walls like living shadows, but then they disappear, leaving behind only a hint of surprise. I decide to go to the window and get some fresh air.
A classic spring scene unfolds outside the window. But somehow, it all looks surprisingly beautiful and even mesmerizing—as if nature itself were staging a performance in dull tones. I stand by the window and feel part of this sad symphony. A warm, peaceful feeling rolls through my body, as if the slush isn't everywhere, but only outside, and I have my own cozy island of peace here.
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00:30
My consciousness splits into two streams: one part is lost in deep philosophical reflection, while the other simply admires the reflection of the light off the glass. Suddenly it gets chilly, and I realize I've been standing by the window for quite some time. A thought occurs to me: how romantic it would be to sit with a cup of tea and gaze at all this.
I go to the kitchen, feeling like the greatest thinker of our time, and enthusiastically put the kettle on.
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01:00
The peace smoothly flows into a light thoughtfulness. The sounds soften, as if someone turned down the volume of the world a couple notches, leaving only the background.
I'm sitting at the table, my teacup long empty, and the sheet of paper still untouched. The drawing must have been created somewhere in a parallel universe, because here there's only a blank slate. I ponder the nature of inspiration and catch myself thinking that perhaps artists of the past also sat like this (stoned) and pondered how to combine all those brilliant ideas into a single line.
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01:30
The calm reaches some absolute point, where even thoughts become sparse and fluid, as if dissolving into the air of the room. I just want to lie down and immerse myself in the music. So I do—stretch out on the couch, the music enveloping me in soft sounds, and each melody seems to penetrate my skin.
I have no desire to draw anymore—I have no motivation, not even a shred of ambition. Everything feels right and complete, even without attempting to create masterpieces. Within, there's a deep satisfaction and quiet euphoria.
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02:00
My consciousness begins to return to its usual clarity. The fog gradually dissipates, leaving behind a light aftertaste—soft, light, calm. I get up and head to the shower—the warm water embraces my body, washing away the remnants of this reality, smeared across time.
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03:00
My thoughts have finally sorted themselves out and sorted themselves into place, as if my consciousness had done a spring cleaning of its own accord. I lie down in bed and think it would be nice to finally fall asleep. And as soon as this thought occurs, sleep gently covers me, drawing me into warm dreams. 👌

Trip report about Cocaine Peru 97% from Marley's Cannabis Club Coimbra

00:00 I leave one line of about 110 mg on the screen and put the rest back in the ZIP lock. My mucous membranes immediately went numb. The numbness was pleasant, but compared to other samples I'd tried before, it was much weaker.

00:15 This is where I felt the coconut's peak effect. My mood lifted significantly. Empathy was gaining momentum, and I really wanted to share my feelings with someone, so I decided to call a buddy and show off. The conversation lasted about 20 minutes, and the whole time I simply walked the streets and talked tirelessly. I exuded a sense of happiness and carefree abandon.

1:30 By now, I felt the effects wearing off almost completely and wanted to do it again. After weighing all the pros and cons, I decided to use up all the remaining coconut in one go, as I wanted to experience its full range and strength. I found a secluded spot and laid down the rest. The line was impressive, but it whistled through my seasoned nose. And this time there was a more significant numbness. From the very first minutes, the coconut took effect. Anything was fun, and that's what people love about coke. I simply walked around the neighborhood carefree, enjoying the high and thinking. I wanted to talk to someone constantly, but I couldn't find anyone to listen to. The second dose fully unleashed the effects of the cocaine, and the effect lasted for quite a while, almost two hours. I even felt like I was getting high at times, and my head was living separately from my body, and I had no control over it, as it tended to spin in all directions.

5:00 AM. Once home, I felt the effects almost completely subside, without any unpleasant aftertaste, in a great mood, and with a good time. A couple of hours later, I fell asleep peacefully and calmly.

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