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Postcard: Choose your poison
I’m at one of my favorite bars, waiting for my coffee, when I man walks up and requests cigarettes from the rack next to the espresso machine. The barista asks him which of the health warning photos he wants from the range on his preferred brand. About seven different packs are laid out on the bar ranging from tumors to lungs filled with tar. He considers each one, chooses a colorful tumor, and leaves.
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