FIFTY-NINE
Jul 15, 2020
3 minutes
BY MATT GEORGE
He puts the next cigarette in his mouth.
It’s dry and stale. The filter sticks to his lip. The plastic lighter flares as he leans in, picking off a few eyebrow hairs. No matter. At ten cigs a week, he doesn’t smoke enough of the things to keep a pack fresh. He sits on a stool in a small cafe facing a busy backstreet shortcut for most of the scooters in
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