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We had to hide, that night, after the bullet shot through the man's heart. We were hiding behind a car somewhere in a dark alley as you took out a pack of cigarettes.

I told you that smoking wasn't healthy yet you simply laughed and retorted that loving someone wasn't healthy either and people still did it.

I guessed you were right, after all, and I smoked too and I didn't probe.

Because I knew I was already unhealthy and intoxicated when I looked into your eyes at that night.

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