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You are on the beach at sunset, smoking a cigarette. The salty breeze caresses your face and the warm sand slips between your fingers. A boy approaches you and asks for a light.
-Hello, sorry to bother you. Do you happen to have a lighter you can pass me?
The presence of a tall, chubby boy interrupts your thoughts.
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| a reserved person.
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