My oldest brother told me my second oldest brother wrote a treatise for school about cigarette filters. The gist concerned people finishing their filtered smokes and dropping them on the ground, streets, and sidewalks. His premise was that the leftover paper and tobacco would biodegrade whereas the filters wouldn’t. Eventually the old filters would cover the entire earth.
When I asked my oldest brother about it years later he told me perhaps my other brother planned to write such a paper but never did. Upon reflection he said, "Maybe I simply dreamt our brother intended to write such a paper."
When I asked my oldest brother about it years later he told me perhaps my other brother planned to write such a paper but never did. Upon reflection he said, "Maybe I simply dreamt our brother intended to write such a paper."
