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Exhale with me, the clouds of dense air that form, together with the excess smoke that comes out of your mouth while you're having a warm cigarette, in the cold winters of Berlin during the halftime of a Holland-Germany match. Exhale with me, the clouds of dense air that form, together with the excess smoke that comes out of your mouth while you're having a warm cigarette, during fall in Munich, while we're sipping our chilled Budweiser's, outside the tents at the Oktoberfest. Exhale with me, the clouds of dense air that form when the excess smoke comes out of your mouth while you're having a joint by the cafe, whilst admiring the day-whores of Amsterdam dancing in the flowers of spring. Exhale with me, the clouds of dense air that form when the excess smoke that comes out of your mouth while you explore the taste of a Beedi, during the hottest April summer, in the streets of India, as we trace back-