When the weather is dry as dust and your skin feels like yesterday's parchment, take a well-deserved break in the walk-in humidor at Anthony's Cigar Emporium. Where else can your skin bask in the refreshing perfection of 72 percent humidity? Forget the spa treatment; this is a freebie fix. It's just you and the mind-boggling variety of cigars wrapped in cellophane, tucked into cigar boxes or encased in iridescent metal and looking like obscenely fat ballpoint pens. Breathe in. Breathe out. The scent of heady tobacco gently reminds us of being hugged by grandfathers long gone.