Cigar Aficionado

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You’ve seen the pictures: two people dressed in all white, wielding racquets with tiny heads, are locked in a room with high walls, a small red line about 18 inches off the floor on the front wall, and maybe a glass back wall. They whale away at a little rubber ball, while the racquet miraculously misses heads and bodies—well, most of the time. The game is squash. And, if you haven’t played, you might consider taking it up as one of the best exercises on the planet. Historically, the domain of prep schools, Ivy League colleges and the very exclusive men’s clubs of the Eastern establishment, squash has gradually gone mainstream. Public facilities have opened in many …
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