the other day, i went to the edinburgh hippie food grocery store to pick up some produce and snacks. while perusing the dried fruit aisle, i saw that they were selling dates grown in iran(!), which of course i bought and devoured. this will probably come of no surprise to you good brothers and sisters, but the forbidden fruit really is sweeter.

given my history with completely humorless customs agents, i will be unable to bring any of these fine iranian dates back to the united states. i apologize in advance.

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