After collaring Our slaves in the middle of the crowd and browsing the market with them on leashes, We stopped right there, in the market, for a cigarette. The slaves knelt at Our feet, in their place. Ready to be Our human ashtrays, even if all the passers by are staring at them, some even laughing at them or filming them on their phones. Humiliating? Who cares, what matters is that We need ashtrays, We don't want to flick the ash on the ground, do We? That would be a lack of respect for the environment. So our slaves have to eat Our ... Show more