“Before our grand-fathers’ day, they used to spit in the street. They stopped when they realised it spread tuberculosis (then they sent you to ‘The Austin Hospital for Incurables.’). The assistant in the pharmacy I managed in England smoked all day in the dispensary, even leaving his smouldering fags to scorch the edges of the benches.”
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