Kif

The kief, which is the flower and seeds of the plant, is the strongest, and a pipe of it half the size of a common English tobacco-pipe, is sufficient to intoxicate.

I perceived the odour of kif, and recognised the voices of Selam the Second, Abd-el-Rhaman, and others; it was an Arab orgie in full swing.

The trade goods – Persian rugs, salt, muskets, kif – trailed out behind them over the dunes, still lashed to the backs of rotting animals.

[…]then hung around the special Silver-Key-Members’ Lounge with the other ladies[…]smoking kif and making extremely delicate and oblique fun of their husbands’ sexual idiosyncrasies, […]

‘Some taxi driver, a Maghrebian…he suddenly swerved. They smoke kief, you know.’

Kif melts the brain; dexemyl sharpens the edges. (Kif makes you drift—makes you forget what someone said a minute before–hard to follow a long story or joke, […])