

Twenty a Day‘Hey, Mac, you got a light?’Twenty a Day
I dragged the soggy cardboard packet out of my coat pocket, flipped the top open, and offered it to the youth. He took one greedily, and grinned yellow teeth as he cupped his hands round the tip to protect it from the rain whilst I lit it for him. One.
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‘Hey, mate, you got any fags? I’m all out.’
Someone sat down next to me. That was new. My hand moved automatically, and the half empty packet appeared in front of his eager eyes. He slid two out, and then offered one to me. I declined.
‘No thanks, I don’t. Not any more.’ &nb
-Dave
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