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I was sitting in a bar with some friends, sipping beer and having the usual socio-politico banter that passes for conversation in my circle. not missing a beat, my good friend r.k. patted down the back-end of his marlboro lights, drew a cigarette, put it in the side of his mouth, continental style, took out a match book, and flicked his thumb. he'd lit a match...without detaching it from the matchbox...with one hand.

it was some trick. no. more. it was simple yet impressive. expressive. a cinematic gesture. i've often said that everyone should tap into the collective cinematic conciousness, learn things that characters in Hollywood action movies instinctively know how to do--things like hot-wiring a car or picking a lock. add this sleight of hand to the list. no man, a smoker or not, should be caught not knowing how to do this in a bar. expecially in a movie.