Well, after being held up for nearly an hour at US Customs & Border Patrol – my borrowed Al Shareef collection all ransacked and ultimately stuck in Vancouver with the rest of my suitcase – I couldn't give two hoots about Canadian sensitivities.... I'd carefully planned my Air Canada swipes, mind you.... Starting with Ceylon No 1, then considered some Royal Chen Xiang or Sutera Ungu (gifted by the Shaykh himself during my pilgrimage).... It ended up being a pure Vietnamese kinam extract from 1998 though. I was that pissed.
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