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"You're finally starting to get it, aren't you? When you joined the team, you just thought it was a sponsor. But wearing the team shirt and seeing us all smoke, it awakened a desire in you. A desire to smoke, to fit in, to become one of us. And look at you know, puffing away. Trying to fulfill that desire...
Let me tell you, what will happen next. That desire will only get stronger and stronger and you will keep feeding it, until it is no longer a desire, but a need. Eventually, need will turn into craving and you will notice that you have submitted to Marlboro completely.
Then you will be truly part of the team.
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Police man or porn star?

Just admit it, if he asked you to get on all fours, you would gladly obey him.
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Looking at his adversary at the other side of the ring, The GARgantuan knew the fight would be over within a minute. His opponent was a non-smoker after all...
Within a few minutes he would have him pinned down on the ground. Then the real fun would begin, turning him into his ashtray bitch. The ref would knew better than to intervene, otherwise he would be next...
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The employees didn't understand why the boss had suddenly hired a security guard. He was rude, obnoxious and he reeked of smoke. Beides this, they never had any use for a security guard. When they confronted their boss with it, he aimply said that it wasn't their concern.
They didn't know, what the security guard and their boss were doing after hours...

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"S'mores? Nah, I prefer to put other things on my stick."
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A few weeks ago, Iron Man had been fighting in Big Tobacco HQ. He wanted to make an end to the company once and for all.
He didn't know that they had prepared for him.

When he came out again, he wasn't the same anymore. He now calls himself the Steel Fist. And he was ready to crush all that stood in the way of the company's ultimate goal of world domination.
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"Please move your car to the side, sir. This is a vape-inspection."
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"A few months ago, my dad had found my vape in my room. He confrontrd me about it. He was so angry. He told me to man up. So I did. My dad couldn't be prouder."
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"We met at the Pride last year. Back then I didn't smoke cigars. Hell, I didn't even like them. But he did. And he wanted to share it with me.
It started with a puff now and then. Then it became something for special occasions.
A few months back, I realized, however, that everytime I am with him is a special occasion."

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This summer at the beach near you: the Marlboro lifeguard! Because life without Marlboro is not a life at all!
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Once vapers themselves, they had been recruited by Marlboro into the AVP, the Anti-Vape Force. Their mission: locate all who are misguided and bring them into Marlboro steel embrace.
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He doesn't think he is better than you. He knows he is.
And you know it too.
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The one who used to be Christopher came home after its first day at the building site. It felt proud and happy. Proud, because it had chosen to leave its old life behind, to become part of something bigger. Happy, because it had discarded its free will so easily, like a spent cigarette butt. It was now freed from all burdens.
But its workday was not yet over. As it stepped through the door it heard the one who it once knew as its husband in the kitchen. The one that needed to be freed too.
As it walked to thw kitchen it took an extra belmet and a gasmask out of its bag. Soon they would share in the bliss that is Marlboro.
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This morning Christopher walked past the new building site on his way to the university. He didn't see the two construction workers sneak up behind him ubtil it was too late. He was dragged into a container, tied to a chair. They slammed a helmet on his head and put a gasmask on his face, through which they started to force him to smoke cigarette after cigarette.
At first he was in panick. The smoke burned in his lungs and the helmet seemed to drill holes in his skull through which a voice was shouting directly into his mind, twlling him he was part of Marlboro he exisyed to build the future. He resisted for a long time, but after a few hours the smoke didn't bother him anymore. It felt actually quite nice, like it was supposed to be. The voice had disappeared too. It was no longer needed. He knew now that he was part of Marlboro, there to build the future.

He would be there for a few hours more, ro make sure that the conditioning would take hold and then hebwould be set free.
Free to serve Marlboro.
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"You should join us... Marlboro is building the future here..." "Yeah... join us... we can always use more souls..."
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"You have problems with me smoking a cigar, faggot?
Try saying that again with my superior cock in your mouth."
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One day you had come home early from work and you caught him with your girlfriend in tne middle of the act. When he noticed you, he didn't stop. On the contrary, he forced you to watch.

That was 3 months ago. Ever since then he had made you come home early to watch your girlfriend getting pleasured by a real man. Sometimes, if you were lucky, he would even fuck you.
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