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... ad a window, a small glass sliver that allowed me to see out into the darkness where the storm raged on. The water pelted the glass so hard it looked frosted.
Pain radiated through my body. Poisoned by a cigarette when I never took a single puff. I remembered, as a child, being warned of the dangers of second-hand smoke, but this was something else.
Why couldn't I contain myself? Why did I have to entertain this strange mental fixation on nicotine? The Atlas warned that trauma co ...
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