By Ethan McLeod
On a Saturday night in November, a casually dressed crowd mingles outside a chic nightclub in the southern end of Washington D.C.’s Shaw neighborhood. Inside, some two dozen vendors have set up on both floors of the bar for the Capital Cup, vending small amounts of flower, edibles, tinctures and the like from fold-up tables.
Neon-hued smoke fills the air, puffed by patrons smoking joints or taking “free sample” dabs. A DJ blasts stoner classics. Dozens merrily chant the chorus to Afroman’s “Because I Got High.”
“I had a great time,” says a man named Mike who leans against the building, awaiting his Lyft. He’s visiting from outside the District with his wife, Laura. Their haul includes some gummies and a few different types of flower.
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