When we finished smoking, Frank told me he had gotten that bag from a so-called "witch" who lived in Amersfoort, in the Netherlands. She told him that Mondrian had traded his soul for his genius and that she had bought Mondrian's soul from the magic market, with Blockchain registration. With the soul she produced that bag of infinity, which would make infinity whatever was first placed in it. The witch, who is no fool, saw there the opportunity to have infinite money; but, too much of a pot, she forgot about it and put a handful of the best pot she had there, with wrapping paper and a lighter, and left to meet her friends. As the witch is now in Narcotics Anonymous, she decided that she would sell that bag to the first one that wanted to buy. And isn't it that Frank was the first one who wanted to buy it? Man, this story is very strange... Of course, I had already noticed that the bag glowed and changed color, but then thinking that there was infinite marijuana, that it was a magic item from a witch who bought Mondrian's soul as NFT? It was too much. So I decided to bet Frank that we were going to wipe the pot out of the bag and prove it wasn't magic! I didn't know how wrong I was...