Those old cigarette machines were gone from here such a long time ago, I remember using one of those for myself in my entire 20 years of smoking.,, They still have them all over the place in Italy. I even saw one on a building wall in a small street, just as if it was an ATM for cigarettes.
I did so much bicycling in my late teens/early twenties; I remember leaving the bar with a friend to go see the barmaid at another bar about 3/4 mile away on our bikes. When got back to the first bar, we sat down and lit a smoke right away. Everyone looked at asking "why didn't you go?" We made it so fast, no one believed we actually had time for a beer. We made them call the barmaid and they still had a hard time believing us.
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Come to that, last professional dancer who ever modeled for me, maybe 15 years ago, about my age, smoked about as heavy as I did through an entire career. Somehow smoking seemed less counter-intuitive than it does now, for a field like that. Like that scene in Chariots of Fire where one of the characters finishes his cigarette before practicing for the Olympics.
I did so much bicycling in my late teens/early twenties; I remember leaving the bar with a friend to go see the barmaid at another bar about 3/4 mile away on our bikes. When got back to the first bar, we sat down and lit a smoke right away. Everyone looked at asking "why didn't you go?" We made it so fast, no one believed we actually had time for a beer. We made them call the barmaid and they still had a hard time believing us.
