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Mar 04, 2006 18:49

It was cold. That can be assured. It was good, Ben thought, that at least the snow had not been warped by the nightmare. He could remember it in far too many dimensions of his mind- he could feel it, when his thoughts stopped it pervaded the silence. Like soldiers returning from wars with hollow cheeks and ever-lasting fear.

Click, flick, froosh.

Smoking is good for you.
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