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Black Oval Chapter One
Black Oval
Chapter One
The haze of the room grew as even more smoke rose to join it. I blew a few smoke rings giving up my offering to the haze above me. I could feel the rhythm of the music as it pulsed through me, even through the thick walls to the club. My head felt light, and fuzzy from botht he cigarettes and booze. Fuck me. I really needed to kick this smoking habit. There was too much lung cancer history in my family, and it was horrible for my voice.
I threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out with my shoe, and blew a kiss to the girl who lit it for me. I could visibly watch her swoon, and vaguely heard her friends whisper e
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