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Cienfuegos Cigar Company
This is an older poem that was written when I learned that women who rolled cigars would hire a man to read to them why they were rolling. I loved the image and the poem started there. I also like the title, because cienfuegos is translated as a hundred fires. Enjoy.
Wednesday 17th August 2011 6:59 pm
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