...Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at...


There's something wonderfully intimate about sharing hits off a cigarette with someone you've only just met. I've never had reason to notice before, but strangely, it's got the ring of the lingering glance or the electricity of hand accidentally brushing against bare arm. I guess communal saliva'll do that.



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