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Mike took a pull on a panatela and wondered how to explain.
He lighted a panatela, then stared out toward the city.
He drew a small case from his pocket and extracted a panatela.
The Shadow leaned back in his chair and lighted a panatela.
He flicked the match with his thumb and lit the panatela.
Dudley took a panatela out of a teakwood cigar case.
The millionaire paused to smile while he drew a few long puffs upon his panatela.
The New Yorker took out a gold cigar case and from it drew a panatela.
In the ashtray was a tightly rolled joint that had been the size of a small cigar, a panatela or whatever the things were called.
Hildrow smoked panatela cigars only when he was himself.
The Shadow stepped to one side; he was lighting a panatela when Banjo stalked past.
Among the cigars that were being flourished at the nearest tables, Planchini saw only one of the thin panatela variety.
He strolled across to the window; there, he enjoyed a smile as he puffed his panatela.
He fairly shoved the second cigar into Allard's grasp, and quickly drew his own panatela between both his hands.
Nixon slapped down the twenty and lit up the panatela cigar he'd tucked behind one ear, ready for smoking after the corn chips.
Puffing his panatela, Thaddeus Harmon serenely watched the indicated progress.
Drawing on his cigar, Planchini kept testing the aroma of the panatela as he stared into the thickening smoke.
He wiped his face with a tissue, pulled out a panatela, unwrapped it, and jammed it in his mouth, but didn't light up.
He smiled faintly and patted the pockets of his floral shirt until he found a panatela and a match.
He puffed on the panatela till its tip was a half inch of glowing orange ash, then laid it flat on the table.
"A studio exec reads a script," Chili said, bringing a Cohiba panatela from his inside coat pocket.
"I just take a percentage," He smiles a broad, toothy grin as he holds the saliva-soaked panatela in his mouth.
His repast ended, he settled back in his chair to light a panatela, just as Satsu, solemn of face, came in from the kitchen.
He motioned me into the unmarked, lit up the cold stub of a Panatela as I eased into the passenger seat.
Richard Muhammed Nixon did most of his talking around the half-smoked panatela cigar normally found clenched between his teeth.