Tomorrow morning is the first day of the rest of my life, my 30 year old friend will die for the third and Final time. Copenhagen, the dear friend that has been with me through it all I am saying goodbye to. No more hidden spit bottles no more binge runs to the store late at night, no more sneaking one in at the last minute. For years I have lived with dippers teeth, breath and bottles everywhere. Finally I have decided to make the move and quit once and for all. 'Finger' copenhagen 'Finger' nicotine