I have enjoyed 100's, filterless, lights, organic, bargain, and clove. Oh, sweet Clove…Sleek…Black…Gold Detail...Popping sparks with each inhalation…And leave you with a pile of bricks on the chest in the morning.
Smoking is cool, you know. I adore this photograph of Charlotte Gainsbourg. What I wouldn't do to be French! One of my favorite past times is chain smoking in a beatnik coffee house.
Alas, it is no longer the 90's. My fingers are no longer decorated with silver, black onyx, chipped Vamp, and a cigarette. Nor is Charlotte's.
"9 Weeks. 6 Days. Saved yourself from 999 cigarettes"
Imagining that dirty ash tray... eh…how do you say?...dégueulasse!
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