All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur - the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, Pete, is a lie. Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it's a statement that these neat little soldiers of death and in fact trying to kill you and that, Pete, is the truth. Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren. That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.
然后,一切又回到了开头的那段话,人生就像一个香烟的包装,在外面总有个光鲜而且鲜艳的身份,人们就这样堕落在对一个个谎言的追逐中,他们渴望被这样的谎言吸引,就像唱着动人歌声的女妖,让你沉醉,自愿投入她的怀抱,自此不得超升。而人生的另一面,却是香烟盒底下,黑色白色的粗体写着的事实,smoking kills,一个你明知道的事实,却不愿意相信。That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet。而我们,往往不知道是怎样的开始,又或者是怎样的结局。