Of course millions of people smoke old-fashioned cigarettes, I know this
Good Times. I Want Your Love. Lost in Music. Everybody Dance. My Feet Keep Dancing. Dance, Dance, Dance (Yowsah, Yowsah, Yowsah). The songs of Nile Rodgers distill the spirit of discos heyday: long nights, bright lights, romance, sex and, above all, the communal rapture of bodies moving in unison, following inexorable grooves to a distant plane where the laws of physics seem no longer to apply at least until the cops show up
Because someone else smoked and had a healthy baby doesnt mean you will
Walking on the sides of them rows, turning your shoes over, he says
So, why do people smoke fentanyl despite knowing the risks