This is uncivilized. They really ought to do something. Like open a smoking coffee shop for people who cannot indulge in a bowl or a cheroot when their apartment mate is still at home. A well-heated place, with more than decent hot beverages, crisp newspapers, and elegant capacious ashtrays on little tables among the comfy rattan chairs.
Breakfast next door. Curry noodle soup.
Fresh sliced chilies on the side.
Unfortunately the wheatgerm freaks have decided that smokers must go outside and freeze their collective tuchuses off, risking pneumonia and attacks by maddened street people in this frigid weather. As well as arthritis and stiff muscles.
Oh, the humanity!
SOMEWHERE IN JAKARTA
You do know that when Sir Francis Drake explored the Antarctic one of the sled dogs was specifically tasked with dragging the supply of fine British pipe tobacco and the tea set over the frozen tundra, don't you? That's how important it was considered! Neither Auckland nor nuclear power would have been discovered if people had to step outside in those days.
Penicillin wouldn't have been invented!
Because of anti-smoking laws, the average Indian coolie now has to step outside with his clay cup of chai to smoke, risking attacks from health freaks and social purists as well as cobras and mongeese snapping at his exposed parts.
It's inhumane, is what it is.
Needless to say, I am bitterly resentful.
I blame Adolph Hitler for this.
Damned anti-smoker!
Vegetarian!
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