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Descriptive Essay On Cigarillos

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Cigarillos are a shameful comfort of mine. They are a sort of small cigar that is typically flavored or infused. My father loved this type of cigar. I remember distinctly the sweet, vanilla scent that came off his freshly lit Jose Gerner one night in Key West. It was a smell that fascinated me. He sat back in the jacuzzi puffing on his tiny cigar with a Becks in his hand. The smell was subtle, yet sweet and not at all a nuisance like typical cigar smoke. My mother occasionally smoked her own cigarillos, her’s even smaller than my fathers.

In Key West, we had rented a small house with some limited but decent backyard space. Staying in our vacation house was my parents, sister, and aunt, and uncle. I use the term “aunt and uncle” loosely here because they have no blood relation to anyone in my family. They are the type of family friends who have been in your life more than most of your actual family. They were and still are to this day, absolute nutcases. My parents know how to have a good time, but Irene and Jimmy know how to party harder than anyone even half their age.

From the moment we touched down in Key West my aunt and uncle had already found a place to smoke a cigarette and found a bar where they could buy a drink. My uncle typically would order a beer, and my aunt would order a bloody mary. He was a funeral director, and she worked for a clothing catalog, although, I almost never saw either of them working, even on weekdays. To be honest, they were very

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