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I don't like the "treating the whole world as a recepticle for butts" thing either.
Any of you who have ever seen me smoke in an outdoor venue know what I do ... the butt gets twisted between my fingers a bit until the ember falls to the ground, which gets stomped on ... and the filter is checked for remaining ember, then goes into (usually) my watchpocket (which has no other useful purpose on modern bluejeans) to be discarded at the next available trashcan. I do the same thing in parking lots ... no just tossing.
I was even once complimented on this behavior by one of the dancers at a Pow-Wow.
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