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The human right to smoke

Each time I take my monthly Aer Lingus flight between Gatwick and Dublin, I buy a carton of Silk Cut cigarettes for a dear family member who enjoys the odd few fags. As Ireland is in the EU and Britain is not, duty-free purchases are on sale - so the gaspers are cheaper.

But when the next Labour government arrives - and there will very likely be one next year cigarettes will be en route to prohibition, with a view to a

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