embrace our small addictions as casually as the sky embraces breeze. Ron is smoking L&M Blue Pack 100, the white stick of tobacco lingering between his ďŹ ngers, an unconventional prayer, so delicate, so momentary, and his breath pulls in, in, in. To take it all in, to remain, and then to exhale. The sound of the busy interstate beside us, the vast expanse of a western sky reminding me of today, only today.
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