It's an odd but undeniable fact that my armpits smell like cannabis. Not all the time - specifically, when I go to Beirut and leave my deodorant in Damascus and spend the day walking the Corniche along the Mediterranean in the heat and humidity (and end the day at one of the city's innumerable nightspots) - I say, under these specific circumstances
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