The room is dark. Draperies pulled closed to shut out even the night sky and the street lights outside the dwelling. No light, save for the ember which glows at the tip of his lit cigarette. The leather of the highback chair caressing against his still form. Still, while the walls outside this doorway churn with a tide of emotions, there is a calm
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