People driving past on 71S must have felt like they were flashing back into some film noir movie. Its been so warm and the tweetdeck has been calling.
The cigars sing siren songs and pull me outside.
Well all that and the brilliant sun and mild temps. This is February?
I'll take it.
Smoking a cigar isn't smoking a cigarette.
Its not something undertaken lightly.
The stage must be set, a scene prepared, costumes planned.
A state of mind acquired.