Noticing the diplomat's bewildered and somewhat judgmental expression, the Pope smiled warmly, held out his tobacco pouch, and politely offered: "Would you care to join me in a smoke, Your Excellency?" The diplomat, drawing himself up with immense dignity, stiffly replied: "Thank you, Your Holiness, but I do not have that particular vice." Without missing a beat, Pius X smiled, took a puff from his pipe, and replied: "Ah, if it were a vice, you would undoubtedly have it."
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(The exception was menthol in ingredient group 3, which was only studied at a single level, 18,000 parts per million [ppm], in both the low and high groups because no more material could be physically incorporated into the test cigarette [15].) Carmines, et al
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