Quit Cigarettes, My Story, by Deb Horne

47 Years of Self Destruction 'The Tobacco War'

How cool it used to be...to be seen with a colorful burning stick in your mouth, smoke rings elegantly parading dissipating + blending with the luscious rich aroma of the freshly brewed coffee bellowing out the door of the coffee shop on to the street...The irresistible  aroma ticking the upturned noses of the innocent passer by tittelising and temping like a magnet to all who past ...or just couldn't