Phileas Fogg:
I only smoke my own blend.
Col. Proctor Stamp:
Oh, you do, do you? You don't want to befoul your lips with a plebeian cigar?
Phileas Fogg:
No, it's just I'd prefer what my own tobacconist compounds for me.
Col. Proctor Stamp:
Well, sweet spirits of niter, aren't you the tender bud.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:41