In a last-minute decision while killing time in the duty-free shop in the international wing of the Sao Paulo airport, I bought a box of Fine Cuban Cigars. I was thinking to myself that I'd probably avoid getting randomly searched by customs in Mexico City or back in the good ol' Communist-hating US of A - Chicago. Why not?
I was wrong, of course.
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