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What’s so great is this was one of my first times actually … high.

I was with two good friends, both of whom were equally as naive about weed as myself. It was one of those united first times.

We were in London in the evening and wanted to find a scenic, yet discrete place to light up - young and of course paranoid about getting caught. Finally, off the side of a pavement was a huge empty terrace, looking over a huge park (a few miles). Few people were around.

Of course we choose this spot.

3 joints later, we walk of down the side of the terrace into the park. I then decide to look back round at the terrace we were standing on.

Turns out, we just smoked up on the roof of a police station. This revelation - while high and knowing we got away with it - was awesome.