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-The smoke dissipates into the air. The window is open. He didn’t notice until she left. The cold. He stares out at the city lights; somehow they look a little different now. A little less magical, perhaps. There’s an ironic smile on his face and he lights up another one. To keep warm. He would follow her, and she might come back, but he understands, and he doesn’t. He feels, a certain, weariness set in, and his eyelids weigh. He takes one last hit off his cigarette and as he exhales, it feels as if his energy leaves with the […]