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When I went to uni for the first time, I was crazy for a beautiful strawberry blonde I met on my first day. When I asked her out on a date, she said, "You expect me to kiss an ash tray"? I took the pack out of my top pocket, crushed it and chucked it in the bin next to her. We were an item for quite a while but eventually split up. I went from 20 a day to zero and never picked up another smoke. That was 35 years ago this year and I am ever in her debt... My skin crawls at the thought of what those things can do to you.
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