Irreplaceable is the woman who knows how to enjoy herself. The pungent smoke, wafting from her cigar, induced me to light fire to the hand-rolled Cuban I had been carrying this past year, in anticipation of a special occasion. My nearly imperceptible nod in her direction, leads to a genuine smile, followed by the lift of her porcelain-like chin and the exhale of wisps of smoke from smirking lips.
