I entered the pub once more, it had been weeks since my last visit but the person I had come to see was still there, still drinking and still smoking his cigars. He saw me and raised his cigar in something like a salute, not much had changed his face was a little more wrinkled and he was less drunk than usual. I sat down and he waved his hand in
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