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night in nY’s central lockup.<br />

The only white person booked that night made for a lot<br />

of conversation. Mostly revolving around the unfortunate circumstances<br />

that led to our arrests. But more importantly, the<br />

discussions over weed prices in various states, sealed in my<br />

mind an opportunity too good to pass up.<br />

Fast-forward two years; I had made enough connections<br />

that I was able to secure a “front.” For those who don’t know<br />

what that means: you give me a pound, I give you the money<br />

two weeks later. This is how most weed is sold, as small-time<br />

distributors or beginning traffickers don’t usually have the<br />

cash to pay for product upfront.<br />

While I now had the connection to get product without<br />

paying upfront, I still had to convince my friend that he could<br />

sell a pound. At that point, neither of us had any idea. And<br />

the idea of sending thirty five hundred dollars worth of weed,<br />

through the mail with no guarantee that it would get there or<br />

any guarantee that it would sell, was nerve-wracking to say<br />

the least. But I was young and foolish, eager to make money,<br />

and willing to take the risk.<br />

With much relief, the pound arrived at our address back<br />

east, and while it took twice as long to sell as we expected,<br />

the profit margin was some 35% of the investment, giving us<br />

a taste of what was to come.<br />

By junior year, my friend and I were basically supplying<br />

the entire school with our weed. We were selling three<br />

pounds a week minimum. But we were starting to exhaust<br />

our residential mailing addresses and struggling to return<br />

cash to California in a timely manner. our sales were limited<br />

only by our trafficking infrastructure as opposed to our<br />

capital, because at this point, my connections were happy to<br />

supply the product.<br />

Sometime around the end of the first semester junior year<br />

is when we started losing product. We lost our first package,<br />

a three pack worth roughly twelve grand, which was a substantial<br />

hit and easily cut our cash on hand in half. Common<br />

sense might have told us to quit while ahead. But we (by this<br />

point) were still willing to take astronomical risks because<br />

how else can two unemployed colleges students make three<br />

grand a week? So after letting any heat die down, we went<br />

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