September 2010
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He was Brave in His Own Way
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Wells sat on the couch sipping the rum he had brought back from Guatemala. He looked out the large bay windows onto the setting sun. That was the one thing that Chicago had on New York for sure, the large bay windows in the nice apartments.
He watched as Catherine and her roommate, Jesse, dragged on their cigarettes and sat on the floor in...
Cigs
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He missed smoking cigarettes. Not the actual smoking, just the standing outside, being alone, thinking to himself, watching people scurry by. Just having a moment to himself for once, not doing anything, not feeling anything but calmness. Just standing, being, puffing on his cig, living.
It was also a really good excuse to leave a really bad...
