a) because they taxed the shit out of it
and
b) because they banned it at my office.
twelve years ago I quit smokin’
but
man I miss it and watching sinatra at carnegie hall in june 1980 (on PBS) singing “the gal who got away”, cig between index and middle finger, halfway up the stem, I am gagging for a smoke.
smokin looked cool, i dont care what anybody says. Sinatra points the smoke at you to emphasize the lyric, then put the smoke to lips, inhales deeps, and exhales along with the first line to the chorus.
Magic… or is that sublime?