N.B. to those who live outside of the UAE, our work week here is Sunday-Thursday.
Thursday Night Celebration
The sharp blade slices the end of the cigar like a vengeful guillotine in 18th century France – Sunday.
A scorching flame bakes the tobacco and ignites the tip, producing the sweet smell of vicotry – Monday.
Like the tide slowly swallowing the coast, a stubborn fire eats the cigar bit by bit producing a pillar of ash in its wake – Tuesday.
The thickest white smoke belly-dances off of the tip of the cigar… a haunting that is almost terrifying in its beauty – Wednesday.
The spices of the Caribbean prick your lips and you notice that the cigar fits just perfectly in your fingers – Thursday.
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The sharp blade slices the end of the cigar like a vengeful guillotine in 18th century France – Sunday.
A scorching flame bakes the tobacco and ignites the tip, producing the sweet smell of vicotry – Monday.
Like the tide slowly swallowing the coast, a stubborn fire eats the cigar bit by bit producing a pillar of ash in its wake – Tuesday.
The thickest white smoke belly-dances off of the tip of the cigar… a haunting that is almost terrifying in its beauty – Wednesday.
The spices of the Caribbean prick your lips and you notice that the cigar fits just perfectly in your fingers – Thursday.
