I know smoking is bad. But everyday I see smokers hang around me. They keep puffing out hot smoke and keep me warm. In fact one gentleman had made it a habit to start smoking only after reading the stuff written on me. One day, a regular smoker, who loved hanging around me, suddenly fainted and passed out. He never woke up. Soon I saw his picture come up on the notice board. I realized he was the guy who had won two Cannes awards for creating wonderful advertising on the hazards of smoking. After a day of mourning and songs, his friends and colleagues again started to come near me. I’ m happy. They keep me warm.
(Next to a No Smoking Zone board)
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