and she smelled deliciously of smoke. i dated a couple of girls who smoked... i do not prefer it but aspects of it can take on a form of familiarity, of romance. The smell of smoke in clothes... I thought, perhaps, it was mine, sniffing at my sweatshirt, but no, it was hers. I was content to sniff at that vaguery while I waited in line
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