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Is cannabis a medicine, a myth, a modern escape or all of the above? With Prof. Y. Toran

Name: Is cannabis a medicine, a myth, a modern escape or all of the above? With Prof. Y. Toran
Start: 2026-06-06T10:00:00-07:00
End: 2026-06-06T12:00:00-07:00
Location: Columtreal University

June 6 @ 10:00 am - 12:00 pm

Come with us for a journey through the science, psychology and culture of cannabis

This lecture offers:

certificate of attendance
Samples of locally grown cannabis

Details

Date: June 6
Time:
10:00 am - 12:00 pm
Event Category: Columtreal
Event Tags:Columtreal

Venue

Columtreal University

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