Yes, I jumped on the Twitter bandwaggon for this one and said: "I did get high at St. Martin's Press but I thought it was the elevator." Still I did enjoy the tour and the attention and the offer to carry away as many books as I could from their stores. And the views of New York were grand. But the most exotic thing offered me to ingest was Guacamole. Alas, I am not fan of avocados.
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Feds Intercept Pot Shipments To Publishing House
Five kilos were bound for St. Martin's Press in NYC
-Two shipments of marijuana destined for the New York City offices of a major book publisher were intercepted this month by federal agents after postal workers detected a “suspicious odor” emanating from the Express Mail parcels, according to court records.
The packages, containing a total of more than 11 pounds of pot, were bound for St. Martin’s Press, which is headquatered in the landmark Flatiron Building on lower Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.
The pot parcels, mailed from San Diego, never made it out of California, however. A post office employee contacted postal inspectors after alerting to the distinctive scent of the two packages. According to mailing labels, the boxes were purportedly sent by “ABT Books,” a San Diego firm that listed a return address that investigators determined to be fictitious.