Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.The year was March 1996. the year I liberated myself from Europe and the strange grip it had on me. no wait that was my Ex-Wife. I take that back. The flight was uneventful until the TSA agent in the airport thought my Car stereo I decided to bring with me to install in my first car; alarmed them into thinking it was a suspicious package. Never mind the fact I smelled from cigarettes and Hashish some of the benefits of riding in a Taxi after zee tourists. Oui?.