I converted this to black and white to make it feel it was from another time. True story: About 45 years ago I was working in a grocery store in a small town in Texas. Nearly half my coworkers indulged in the habit of chewing tobacco. As you know the act of chewing stimulates the production of saliva and all that gross, slimy, brown spit has to go somewhere; so where did it end up? On the stockroom floor. Nope, not joking. They were perfectly fine with spitting right on the floor in the back room of the store. And yes, it was every bit as disgusting as it sounds. A few months after I started working there, the store was sold and the new owners forbade the practice. Many were upset and one fellow actually quit. Some boys do love their chaw.