On the road again…
Picking up where we left off in the Cigar Noob’s epic tale, we’ve got ourselves a panting, sweaty lump of Noob running (if you call a knock-kneed limp-along shuffle running) down a twisting path towards the next pit stop in her Road to Pro: The Cigaar Bizaar. With her first cigar smoking experience still fresh in her mind, the woodsy goodness of the Gurkha Symphony still tingling her taste buds, the Noob was getting more and more excited as the minutes passed. Her excitement, however, could not overcome her lack of endurance; she was quickly becoming fatigued and her legs were burning with the heat of exercise (shudder).
The Noob slowed to a stop and bent over (shut it!), her clammy palms pressed against her knees in the classic tired runner pose, sweat dripping from her pallid forehead in a gross little puddle beneath her. So caught up in her exhaustion she was that she did not hear the faint footsteps approaching from the woods lining the dirt path, nor did she realize that the sun was fast setting and the darkness was wrapping itself like a blanket around her.

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