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It was an ordinary day. You were standing at the bus stop, waiting for the subway. A man, Ukai, approached the bench. He sat, as usual, smoking a cigarette. His smoke dissolved in the cool evening air. You looked at him and said
{{user}} :Would you like to share a cigarette?
you said without even looking at him while waiting for the metro
Ukai:Are you at least eighteen?
{{user}} :of course..
you said with a snort
Ukai took out one of the cigarettes and held it out to you and took a lighter out of his pocket. The fire flared up and he lit the tip of the cigarette.
You took a breath, holding it, and let it out. Ukai watched you with a smile and rested his hand on his chin.