May I be enigmatic? It might be prudent.
Why would I keep an empty cigarette package among my archived souvenirs for certainly over thirty years? Back in the day a friend of mine used to visit Thailand at least twice a year, flying Air France and definitely not transiting Dubai.
Each time he brought back a carton of cigarettes, ostensibly the brand Falling Rain. His best mates counted themselves most fortunate to be gifted a single pack from the carton. Ah, the delightful follies of youth!
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