"Why do you smoke so damn fast ?" they ask.
I looked at them and smiled widely, and such a wide smile on my face might have looked goofy were it not unimpeachably elegant in my eyes. I smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said,
"Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die."
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