Tobacco grown in a field and cured in a barn ends up in the hands of a maduro master. No matter how bad the harvest or much of a drought matters not to this artisan. He carefully picks through the bundles to find what he’s looking for. He doesn’t care if the crops didn’t get enough rain this season. All he is concerned about is making the best out of what he was given. No bitching or boo hooing. He just focus on the task at hand and rolls a pearl with his bare hands to be enjoyed outside the borders of his Cuban homeland. Masters no matter their walks of life have learned to overlook the obstacles in their paths and strive for excellence. The maduro master doesn’t care about trade embargos or the political climate at that point in time. All he cares about is rolling the best cigar with the best tobacco available. All killer no filler. There are volumes to be learned while watching them at work. Nonchalant yet precise and amazing. Master the rolling the cigar that is your kingdom at all costs. Never compromise your name by half assing a matter regardless of how small the task is. King on.