I fucking, fucking hate Oakland. And I've tried so hard and wanted to love the city so bad. In the day, all the old buildings and the lake and the more basic feel of the place. So -- Guy bums a cigarette and stares and leans close and a moment later asks for a lighter and lights and wipes the lighter down and hands me the lighter in his shirt. I
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