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  An anonymous user originally marked this spot as "My first cigarette", with this story: === So, I was playing at the Big Band Bash. I think I was about 15 or 16. Anyway, after the show these two chicks came up to me and asked me to pretend to be someone named... hell, I can't remember. Maybe Louie? Good enough. Louie had loaned them his car and it had broken down. They were waiting for CAA, but they needed somebody to stand there and be the owner. CAA wouldn't give them service if the owner wasn't there. some sort of policy I suppose. That the guy had signed up for the service, Not the car. Anyhow, we were standing there waiting and I was being Louie. It took a while. While we were waiting, one of them smoked. I asked too bum one. I'd always liked the smell of cigarette smoke, even when I was very little I remember it fondly. Neither of my parents smoked(officially). I only smelt it walking around downtown with my dad wwhen I was so little I couldn't talk to another grown up. I saw the world through one eye. The other eye concretely fixed to the back of my Dad's leg. I enjoyed it. Had another. Got a ride home. I remember my heart beat a little faster than it should as I was trying to fall asleep.

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