I met up with a gentleman named Jesse at a storage unit in Penn Valley. Tall, sturdy build with and Astroworld tshirt and wellworn jeans. He and his partner were liquidating some of their old farm supplies in preparation for a move across the country. In search of cheap land and a new start, he shared some tposts, fencing, and cages with me alongside tales of how his farming went. 1/2
"The fun part is that most of the cannabis crops are resistant now". He didn't ask much for his supplies-- most of it handmade. "I'll let you know when I've gone through the shed. I'm sure we've got more to get rid of". Godspeed, Jesse. 3/3
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