She took a puff of her cigarette, inhaled all the air that her deathly lungs could take and exhaled the fumes into the dirty, dingy surroundings. She was just a single soul lost in the world full of noise.

She lived life a little on the wild side… passion was like a bullet in a minefield waiting to be shot. She felt a little comforted that way, distraction was the attraction that always ultimately hypnotised her.

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