Any pipe smokers still out there?

In the nostalgic backdrop of the 1970s, my dad was inseparable from his pipe. Whirls of thick smoke swirled up filling the air with each choking pungent puff. I can still smell the smoke and sticky tar that used to line the pipe and no doubt his lungs.

Biro & ink wash on Colorplan.

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