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affeine, nicotine, solitude: these were the things Chris craved. The cold, empty, metal elevator welcomed him...by JimZombie 1200 words, 5 comments, on Apr 28 11:43 PM. In Creative fiction, Dark, Depression, Personal, Third person
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