The Manikin 25

My grandfather was a smoker. His study, as I remember it, was at the far end of the house he shared with my grandmother. As you approached along the corridor, the smell of tobacco grew steadily stronger, regardless of whether he was in there. I say “tobacco” rather than “tobacco smoke” because that’s what I […]


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