Speaking of cigarette lighters, as I was some weeks ago, I should mention that
this Larry Brown novel spends a solid four pages on the lighting of a cigarette, culminating in
the double entendre, "Honey, you can flick my Bic all day long." Brown's four pages, I should say, cut a veritable swath through numerous subjects covered in
my book CIGARETTE LIGHTER. If only I had read this before writing that.