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... or dinner, and take the chance to hear how Jing Shu has planned things," said Mr. Jing, taking small puffs of his hand-rolled cigarette. The apocalypse had almost cost these old smokers their lives. Luckily, they grew tobacco at home. Still, it was precious. After giving some away as favors or exchanging it for food at high prices, little remained, and he still had to share half of that with his spendthrift son. Therefore, Mr. Jing treasured this tobacco very much.
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