Somewhere over the past five years I've developed an obessesion: smoking shisha.  I had resolved that this taste for the tibial resulted from the group of happy Muslims that I surround myself with with their Muslim music and Muslimness and such (that's for you, Neha).  But then I realized that Ishan, Alex, Cory and I were having emotional lounge sessions around the hookah when some of us were still 17 in Heights 315.  

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