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(This is from a story I'm writing, it's rather short or I plan to make it such. Let me know if anyone is interested.)



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Jorge watched as the afflicted boy next to him took down smoke, as meticulous as it was. He held the blunt between his lips, inhaling without a flinch as if this was one of many he'd ashed out. Jorge could only imagine what'd brought him here, just like the boy was here as well.

"What?" The taller twists to look at him. They hold...