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My father was a brilliant man and great story teller. Dead from lung cancer when I was 22.
My mom smoked so heavily that I hated to visit her home. I had to change my clothes when I left, even after just a short visit, because it was so bad. She is also now dead from cancer and was in denial for years that smoking caused my father's death.
I do not smoke, and I do not have friends that smoke.
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Quiet, mild-mannered souls might just turn out to be roaring lions of two-fisted cool.
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