United States
40° 54' 31.6656" N, 73° 49' 59.1024" W

A trail of silver smoke flew softly, slowly into the sky.

On his lips a cigarette danced back and forth.

Back and forth.

He smirked at her.

His clear blue eyes hid a secret.

A secret that he was anxious to share.



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