Degenerative.
238 words.
he lies on his back, head at the foot of the bed and feet hanging over
the edge to kick at the tile floor. the room is silent, air chilled, and
he stays still, staring up at the fan spinning on the ceiling.
a crushed pack of parliaments lies flat on his concave stomach right
below his ribs. one cigarette dangles lit from his
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And this whole thing in general. I'm such a sucker for good imagery, this isn't lacking in that respect.
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