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Bloody ice-cream tobaccos. The twist all the farmers used to smoke, cut a bit off, rub it to fluff it up a bit, stick it in the pipe and when you light it, all the world goes sort of circular and you have to sit down for a bit. I would say I was never a big pipe smoker, but a friend used to carry a special "Cadgers" pipe, it could empty a pouch in one fell swoop.
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