Some single ladies love cats but my passion's more more ethereal: I love smoke. No, not cigarettes perse, just the thick white smoke they produce and I can taste. First thing I do after I kick out the high heels and the tight stockings, I lay on the sofa and have a cigarette, just for myself. And I really enjoy every smoke, sometimes I inhale it, other times I just fill my mouth with it until it stings a bit and then I release it, bit by bit, just to watch it dance in the thin air and create shadow. The taste of a Marlboro cigarette is balanced, but strong and a little spicy. I've always preferred strong cigarettes, they satisfy me the best. For me, smoking is a ritual, best done alone, and it calms me and puts all my worries aside until I feel able enough to deal with them. A pause from everyday's life, a well-deserved break!