Cup of coffee and a cigarette…
Cigarettes and coffee, man, that's a combination.
The beauty of quitting is, now that I've quit, I can have one, 'cause I've quit.
In a downtown, in a small teahouse, near the wooden table… there was an Armenian girl and Chinese boy. He was a filmmaker from US. With all his look he was shouting that he is an artist... scarf, a little bit longer hair, very small mustache, cup of tea and lots of cigarettes... the way of his smoking was sooo esthetic that girl couldn't take away her eyes from his hand and cigarette...
"I'm so angry to American politics. They are spending so much money to make LA a non-smoking city. Today, people there are not smoking anymore. I just can't understand why are they trying to keep people away from so many emotionally interesting memories. When I was young, smoking was so fashionable. We were smoking secretly… we were skipping classes in high school, we were smoking in the toilets, beyond the building. We were afraid that somebody would catch us, that our parents would know. Every cigarette was full of emotions. And what is the situation now? What are doing young people? How they are getting all that emotions? If they are smoking, they are not doing it secretly… if it’s a secret, believe me… it’s not a cigarette… "
Memories after watching “Coffee and Cigarettes”
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