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Here's my small contribution, partly because I'm lazy and partly because my sentiments are already an echo at this point:
I've never smoked and I never will, but overriding the wishes of business and apartment owners nauseates me more than secondhand smoke ever will.
You're a guest in that restaurant, and it's not very fucking respectful to demand a rewrite of the host's business plan. Don't like the invitation? Cook your own damn food.
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I wonder if we're stuck in Rome.
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