i don’t really smoke (a cigar now and then, always outside, but that’s about it) but my grandfather did like a chimney and he almost always went outside. I think in his case it was more that my grandmother couldn’t stand the stale smoke smell as much as anything but now that I’m thinking about it it might have been something of a generational thing, a lot of his friends smoked outside only at their houses too (strange what you remember sometimes). The only times he really smoked inside was when he’d host poker night a couple times a year.