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Ohhhh so many memories and much to relate to (tho not working on a tobacco farm!). I do remember having to force myself to smoke, like the total cliche, at 17 I wanted to be cool and thought that was the way. The waves of nausea!! Erghh... eventually I was successful and got myself right into it, the student exchange year in Chile helped as it was legal to sell single cigarettes so access was not a problem, and it was very social acceptable. I have awful diary entries discussing at length my favourite smokes - Marlboro vs camels etc. YUCK! Will ever be grateful for the boyfriend when I was 21 saying he didn’t like the way I smelled with smoke and I felt ashamed and quit, reasonably quickly!

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