I was standing at the bus stop in Ojota when one guy beside me lit a cigarette.
After two puffs, he started coughing badly.

I shifted small and said,
“Bros, smoking no good o.”

He laughed, waved his hand and replied,
“I no be smoker. I just dey smoke.”

Then he paused, looked at the cigarette, crushed it on the ground and added,
“But make I tell you truth… smoking is dangerous. If you never start, abeg no try am.”

For once, the smoker sounded like a non-smoker.