In the cigar bar, time takes on it’s own dimension. In a cloud of smoke, I sit in my favorite chair: plush and comfy, within easy view of the bar, the front window, and the football game. A large glass table in front of me on which to prop my feet and set my computer. Cohiba and I spend many a happy evening in this bar, and we had engagement pictures taken here. It is not unusual for us to make friends over this table, meeting a varied assortment of people.