

The always entertaining Doug Siwek here, at the Ticket counter. I took this from the classical desk as it was the desk I so loved from Store 6. The picture is quite black due to my not knowing not to shoot someone in front of windows as it'll black them out. Oh well. Live and learn.

I do not remember this phase of Siwek, the glasses wearing phase. The smoking phase, hell I remember that, shit I miss that! I remember at one point he was trying to quit. I walked to Campbells coming back from the bank and bought some singles for me and Doug. I bought him some Gitanes. Have you ever smoked those? I think I bought myself some as John Lennon and Serge Gainsbourg smoked them. I lit it up and hit it and I have never felt anything like that in all my life. You know that pins and needles feeling when your legs are coming back from falling asleep? Imagine that tingling slinking down your throat and into your lungs. It was the toughest smoke of my life. I remember this cos Doug hopped out from the register and hit it. He coughed right off the bat, I cannot describe it, but they were the heaviest fucking cigarettes I have ever smoked. Tremendous. When I ended up at the bookstore and Doug would hit the town I would see him at the store and even tho I had only been there five,ten minutes and had a register shift I'd go smoke with him. Great times.

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