However, the angels parted the clouds of my confusion by directing my attention to was lying right next to the packet. I found the relics of a dog (see picture) that presumably hadn't dropped "as the gentle rain from heaven/Upon the place beneath" and the issue of their being twice blessed is also debatable.
The universe made absolute sense for a fleeting moment.
So whenever you meet a smoker who talks about quitting next week (which they often do for many years before dying of lung cancer), you should suggest the Marlboro way.
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