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When I was but a tad there was a billboard in Times square of a guy smoking Luckies or something, and his moth was an opening in the billboard that smoke would intermittently pour out of. I remember asking my dad how the smoke came out and weren't they afraid of something catching fire. (Obviously too young to know about steam)
In any case, I didn't feel like smoking a cigarette then or now.
Bourbon and a pipe, sure. But not cigs.
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