Now it looks like you'll be lucky if you can light up outside of it. And Columbia restaurants are being pressured to go smoke-free as well. The WIS story mentions No-Name Deli, whose smoke-free status I'm afraid rests largely on my shoulders. About ten years or so ago I went there every morning to read Proust, smoke and drink coffee. There was this waitress there who just loathed me, and I never really figured out why, because it was the dankest-smelling place in all of Columbia. Clearly I wasn't the only person who smoked there, although I guess I was the only one on her shift. Anyway, she hated giving me refills. She hacked and wheezed and dlared at me like I was sheer bloody evil. Then the day came, somewhere during the midst of The Captive, I think, when she happily announced "You CAN'T SMOKE IN HERE ANYMORE!" I haven't seen her since -- all to the good, I suppose, since their business has increased 20 percent.
It is now coming to the point where public spaces and I will no longer have any use for each other.