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Feeling at Home
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My buddy used to bring cigars for everyone who wanted them at our weekly poker game. After I showed a little interest in them and actually smoked a whole one instead of putting it out after a third, he decided to bring me a good one. The next week I was puffing on a Padron '64 and it was all over. That was eight years ago.
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