> Mainly seduced by the smell of a clove cigarette, usually found in the hands of somebody from Park Slope.

For me it was the goth girls at Downtime in the Batcave days. The hipster kids around park slope and Williamsburg were big on American Spirits.

I've never liked habits that must be shared by those who just happen to be nearby. It seems to suggest that my wishes < those of whomever is (in this case) fouling the air.