Last weekend
I had my first experience of a club with a smoking room. The rest of the club was pretty much black with neon lighting and pastel tables (vaguely reminiscent of that bar in Lost in Translation) but the smoking room had bright black-and-white checkerboard walls and extractor fans on full blast, and was packed with people. So packed, in fact, that a bunch of about fifteen people decided to stand chatting with their mates in the doorway, leaving the door wide open and filling the bar area with smoke. Nice idea, but fails to take account of the inherent human cuntage factor in the execution.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Tue 27 Sep 2011, 14:38, Reply)