I realized quite a while ago that I am selective about secondhand cigarette smoke. If the person is a friend of mine, I'll be fine with any amount of smoke. But if it's a stranger or someone I detest, it feels as if I'm suffocating under the high risk of lung cancer.
So one should be assured of my affections when I mill around taking in one's secondhand smoke.
That is all.
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