Pop-Up Man Cave
No smoking on the train platform. No smoking on the street. No smoking at the construction site. No smoking in the boss’s truck. Damn, what’s a guy to do when the whistle finally blows and he’s desperate for a little hit of nicotine?
What about here? It’s not technically on the street, and it’s out of the wind, so my lighter won’t blow out. Whew, yeah, that’s better. Okay, let’s pop that chū-hai. Here’s to the end of another shift. Yeah, now we’re getting somewhere.
Ashtray…ashtray…whoa, who knew this can and that gate were just made for each other! Perfect fit. Maybe tomorrow I’ll bring my massage chair.
Read a novel set in Tokyo…