Itinerantdaughter's Blog

On rare occasions I’ll feel a bit sad that my days of being a stupid kid are coming to a close.  When that happens, I tend to envision myself doing something like smoking one of these Sobranie cigarettes––kinda kitschy, but undeniably glamorous.  I can probably have one a year or so even now that I’m a grown-up, right?

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