Where There is Smoke…


Hanging out with my friend over the weekend. She smokes.

So in between reading her the riot act about this filthy habit and threatening her with cancer deaths I cannot possibly predict,

I did what I do, take pictures.


The best thing about smoke and fire or fire related things in general is that they have a life of their own.

Fire feels like it has an attitude and smoke feels like it follows only the wind.

Or some poetic stuff like that.

I just think it looks cool.

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