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Oh yeah, that's me, the John Constatine of the American South.
The watcher conjuration I linked above is really the only one I've thought about doing, but there's a few others that are floating around the back of my head that would probably be made easier with the use of cigarettes/tobacco. They aren't very fleshed out right now, so there's not much to show you.
There's one smoke shop in the mall and a small health food shop, I don't know if they'll be any help, but it's worth a shot. The only new-agey, occult type shop around here really only sells books and tapes, but they may sell other stuff. I really didn't get a good look at everything because the people behind the counter kept looking at me like I was sort of serial killer, robber, or bit of trash they had stepped on. It wasn't exactly a friendly environment. |
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