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Sometimes I hate people.
A lingering scent of cigarette smoke made me think I had left my window slightly cracked open, but upon leaving today I found a smoldering cigarette butt sitting on a landing of the (interior) stairs. I know that smokers are not nessecarily inconsiderate people, my first college roomate was a smoker and I didn't find realize it for almost a month, but smoking gives inconsiderate people a whole new dimension for them to express themselves with.