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. . . is a frequent contributor to The Boston Herald, Cronk News, Fictionique and Punchnel's.

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AUGUST 23, 2012 8:56PM

On South Pacific Island, Smokers Take Last Gasp

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KOLOMOLOKALAKUNI, Tokevalu. This remote South Pacific island emerges from the blue ocean waters that surround it like a poached egg, or perhaps the white scum that forms on a steaming cup of hot cocoa. “It is paradise,” says Sister Agnesita Marie, a Precious Blood nun who has come here from America to care for the diseased for whom this will serve as a final resting place. “It is a beautiful place to die,” she says with a look of resignation on her face.


Tokevalu, or Kolomolokalakuni, whichever comes first.

This idyllic island is home to the world’s first smoker’s colony, a place of exile modeled on leper’s colonies that have been established on nearby islands such as Makogai. “We have no place else to go,” says Guy Scalzini, a manufacturer’s representative to the computer industry from Needham, Massachusetts. “First they told us to go outside, then get away from the entrance,” he says as he exhales a perfect smoke ring from an Old Gold he holds in his right hand. “Then they said, just keep on going, so we did–to the South Pacific.”


Female Old Gold cigarette soft pack.

Others, such as Sam Masterson, a Chicago lawyer, come here of their own volition. “My wife told me, ‘You choose–you can either smoke cigars or you can have sex with me’,” he says with a faraway look in his eye. “I wasn’t getting it that much,” he recalls, “and they give you free matches with every purchase of a five-pack of White Owls, so in the end it wasn’t even close.”


Prices you can’t beat with a stick.

The nuns who come here say their efforts are intended to make the final days of smokers less painful and to prepare them for an afterlife where their vice will have no adverse consequences.


“I’m suffering–how ’bout you?”

“The immortal soul does not suffer from morning-after smoker’s mouth that feels like a thousand mice in muddy army boots have been traipsing over one’s tongue,” says Sister Mary Joseph Arimathea, who abandoned a comfortable position as head coach of the Sacred Heart Gremlins 7th grade girls volleyball team to come here. “Also, ESPN Classic is included in your basic cable package in heaven.”

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haha, oh, choking here! Oh Sam Masterson, perhaps Monica Lewinsky will help him light those Owls. Another funny one, Con.
I'm so glad smokers have someplace warm in which to smoke. It was always a sad sight in New York City in the winter to see them huddled in front of the Empire State Building, sucking a cig in a single drag. God is good....
But what about the air pollution in South America???
I was lucky to be able to quit, before they made you go outside. I figure that I smoked enough packs of cigarettes to fill a medium-sized Uhaul van, during my smoking career. I am now a vampire, and I regularly infuse my veins with the blood of young virgins.
Good choice. The old virgins are stringy and not as flavorful.
Maybe so but the old ones are easier to light....

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How much do they charge for a carton of Pall Mall reds?
They're free because each pack bears the legend "In Hoc Signo Vinces"
" Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette"!
Puff, puff, puff until
You smoke yourself to death
I really don't know why people continue to smoke. It has been proven conclusively that 10 out of 10 smokers will die; whereas only 5 out of 5 non-smokers will die.....
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Wow--I had no idea the choice was so stark. I'm going to quit non-smoking--today!