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As The Smoke Rises

Short term gain fights long term memory

Photo by Tito Texidor III on Unsplash

"It was a pleasure to burn."

So read the updated ad. I nodded as I walked past it again, remembering what a pleasure it used to be, even after the ban. The rush as the wisp of smoke drifted higher than my earthly presence.

It was indeed a pleasure to burn, but the disposal after the fact was an entirely different business. The sour smell lingered like an unwelcome guest at the dying hours of a party.

I got my new lung in the end. They allowed me to dispose of the old one.

It was a pleasure to burn.



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