It’s 7 p.m., not quite witching hour, but Melissa Madara is intently melting the side of a dark blue spell candle so that it can fit into the mouth of an empty whiskey bottle. “I’m being the most boring witch ever,” she says.
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And Sometimes You Get Stoned and Go to a Seance
(Illustration: Steven Charles Manale)
The séance was scheduled to start at 7 p.m. and anyone arriving 10 minutes late would be turned away, so I left the office early and headed straight to my friend’s house off the Graham L to smoke a bowl. Or two. Or three.
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