Tobacconist

This is Phil, who works in one of the few remaining full service tobacco stores in DC.

Stepping in there was like stepping back in time. There was a bunch of guys sitting in deep leather seats, just outside a sizable humidor, puffing on fat cigars. There were displays of pipes, of all styles, makes and material -- some very functional; others quite the work of art (I remember a friend saying that about collections of bongs too...). The smoke drifted, hanging thick along the ceiling and the smells mingled into something rather pungent.

While this was an interesting little journey, I am glad I kicked that habit :)