I think the precipitous rise of the estate pipe market is highly encouraging. Until maybe 15 years ago, this was entirely met with the icky factor. Who'd want to suck on someone's old pipe. Now, reason and reasonable sanitizing have prevailed. Those pipes have been dug out of attics and storage lockers and get passed along at tremendous savings both as smokers and as restoration projects for many.
A high school buddy of mine, a friend who used to collaborate on film making with me and also was a partner in excursions camping in Michigan and car camping from Chicago to Florida in his family's trusty Rambler American station wagon which we cranked up well past the speed limit, started with used pipes years ago.
He may not still smoke pipes, but I don't think he ever bought one new. He's retired in Hawaii now, after a long career as a designer and art director at the Chicago Board of Trade. So he still knows something about futures -- in commodities and pipes. We're still in touch. He does some wild and scary still photos of Hawaii, what you might call the dark side of paradise.