'Some days New York really does feel like a small town. The annual pot parade - or J-Day - is one of them. It's kind of like the Halloween parade, only a lot less crowded and held in the warmth of the first week in May.
'Each year, aging hippies recycle themselves with colorful banners and attire. This year's "Worldwide Marijuana March," on Saturday, was no exception. At Broadway and Houston Street, the marijuana faithful mustered: old Yippies alongside young, yearning-to-be-free stoners from area high schools and colleges, Ricans and Rastafari from Spanish Harlem and Brooklyn, Drop the Rock mamas, weed-fiending homies from the Bronx, drug policy nerds, Phish-heads from Jersey, and people with M.S., shaking in their wheelchairs for the right to toke up and so ease their pain and spastic muscles.' (Village Voice article).
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