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I have shopped here many times. Me and my wife used to stop in a couple times a week. Mostly extracts, sometimes a couple 1 gram baggies to go along with it. Even after many times coming here the security guards still ask us to take our ID's out of their holders, where they are held up to the light and scrutinized. There are several different guards, all with nicknames on their security badges. If I can recall correctly, I believe there is Mr. Klean- of course he's a bald guy--then there is The Knuckler..Yikes, that sounds pretty scary, I hope he doesn't carry around rubber gloves and K-Y in his back pocket. I think another is : Inmate # 934520566.....Just kidding, but just sayin'....The parking lot outside is a big unsupervised gravel lot. We have been approached a few times by the local unsavory characters needing a donation to their favorite academic institution_ or a Four-O of the highest decibel malt beverage known to mankind. So you may want to bring your shank, cause just like Axl says..This is the jungle baby, and you're gonna die!!