I miss cigarette machines. What an awesome relic from a time gone by.

I grew up in low-income, pretty rural, western PA. I can clearly remember being a teen (14/15) and having friends who smoked. If we didn’t feel like walking to the neighborhood store they would go to the local bar and use the cigarette machine inside. Not only were 15 years old kids in the bar, they were buying smokes.

My childhood was awesome. (and I mean that seriously)