About the pipe - it was obviously for show on this occasion. However, I do smoke me a pipe every now and then and it has become my favorite way of ingesting tobacco. I am probably the only one in central Mexico who smokes a pipe but doesn't stuff it with weed, though.
Some say that smoking (tobacco, not crack) may increase your testosterone levels, so this friendly piece of bro-advise from the ulbator head honcho is a way of combining pleasure with usefulness. When you purchase tobacco, don't buy any of that wimpy, honey- or vanilla tasting crap. Only pure tobacco, no additives are necessary. Hallucinatory or otherwise.
This shot, as well as the one in the store, was taken outside a closed down pharmacy in a dusty, worn-down part of Guanajuato with stray dogs looming around the garbage bags in the street. Guanajuato is quite the touristy place, and the down town area is one of the prettiest I have ever seen. Still, I chose the dirty outskirts for this photo shoot as down town has been depicted a few times too many already. Also, it suited better ulbator's personality. As a brand, I would rather describe us as a little rough around the edges than polished and accommodated.