h3athrow

In Fullerton, California, for the weekend. Cool, clear today. A good day. Came back to the hotel room, called my folks, ordered room service, and did some work for when I get back next week. Went down to the hotel bar for a drink and asked the bartender if they sold cigarettes. A woman working in housekeeping does: Two packs of Marlboro Lights for $5. I and another fellow bought some, and she came out from the staff lounge to deliver. No tax stickers on these cigarettes. I've been so good lately; feels slightly odd to buy bootleg cigs from a cleaning lady.