Every so often I realize just how many smokers there are I  the world. 

That being said,  why must I walk through the wall of cigarette smoke when I talk past the doorway that you have decided how huddle in?

I cough, I sputter, I cover my mouth and nose so as to not inhale this tragic stuff.
I love going by hospitals and seeing everyone out there smoking, really? Is it wrong that I laugh to see them trying to stay dry under the building awning?

Think things will ever change? Not as long as kids think it’s cool…

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