Ｗｈｅｒｅ Ｔｈｅｒｅ’ｓ Ｓｍｏｋｅ，Ｔｈｅｒｅ’ｓ Ｆｉｒｅ

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I'm sitting in a crowded restaurant,enjoying a tasty meal with my Chinese family. The atmosphere is hot and loud-exactly the type of environment that attracts the interest of those closest to me-and one I have learned to get used to, over time. One thing I can't get used to, and never will-the clouds of cigarette smoke that fill the air and our lungs with every grudging, indrawn breath.