Uggh, I remember ashtrays in the 70s the size of basketballs sliced in half below the equator. Full, every other day? Yellow walls and clouds in the living room. Don’t miss that shit one bit.
Last time I experienced it was a trip to Europe around 2005, multiple people smoking indoors at the next table without a concern in the world.
Nothing like when someone brought a PC into the shop to work on and it was from a smokers house. Made the whole place small like an ashtray, and the parts were sticky with tar.
Last time I experienced it was a trip to Europe around 2005, multiple people smoking indoors at the next table without a concern in the world.