I had a nice Acid Kuba Kuba on the back porch grilling steaks at 8am after my last shift at my old job. Wrapper was falling apart, but it was so delicious. Sometimes when people'd ask what I did, they'd say "oh, that must be so rewarding". No. Not a bit. But that weird tasting cigar sipping Bombay Gin from the bottle in the morning sun and knowing I'd never ever have to go back was as rewarding as I've had in I don't know how long.
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