Smoking. Between puffs of tobacco stained teeth, she spew the words, “It’s Private” onto the Taller One next to her. When my ease dropping gaze met the Taller One’s, she winked and nodded in the direction of the overbearing decrepit limousine that was paralleling up to the curb. I could almost hear what would have been the beeping noise of a semi
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