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As I drove home from work one day there was a person on the side of the road that was holding up a sign that said,”Buy cigars“. I laughed at the sign but it peaked my interest. I pulled over and walked back to the stand. On a table he had all these different brands of cigars. It all looked foreign to me. I saw a separate box from all the others and noticed the writing on it. It wasn’t English. One word popped out to me tho…Cuba. I pointed to the box and asked for one of them. With a smile he opened up the box and gave me one. I paid him and drove home with a contraband cuban cigar.