10 Number 6

 12 x 9 ins.

There was a whole little ritual to machines like this, the cold feel of the coin, the clunk of pulling the handle and tray, and also that moment of waiting before the packet dropped. It wasn’t really about the cigarettes… it was the habit, the routine for some people, the tiny pause in the day that felt familiar.

Strange how these small actions settle into memory long after the habit itself fades.

Was you a smoker? Did you ever use one of these old machines in the past. Or do you still like to smoke…or were you someone who packed smoking in years ago?