Somewhere in the mountains of Azerbaijan lives a friend of mine; we both hail from the Soviet Union. Twenty-five years ago, he introduced me to Azerbaijani brandy, and whenever we got together, he would always prepare delicious shashlik. Every August, he would bring a truckload of watermelons to sell, while also giving them away for free to his friends.
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Yeah during the drives I have seem small hills of watermelons at street side!