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... y all seated and ready. He had pulled a long pipe from his pocket and was puffing on it. The smoke it gave off had a pleasant scent, and faintly reminded me of cigars. Every once in a while he passed it to Alba, who took a toke before offering it to me.
I waved it off. “S’fine. I donnae smoke.”
Alba shrugged and handed it back to Isen, who firmly placed the pipe in his mouth.
Adrian and Livia looked longingly at the pipe, but seemed to be excluded from this ritual.
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