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... igarette. Leaning against his car, he gazed toward the hospital from the parking lot. Though it was still quite early, the hospital was already bustling with people coming and going. Cars moved in and out of the lot constantly.
"You smell like alcohol and perfume."
Orlando glanced at his friend, who had just approached him. Dressed in his casual outfit, James looked impeccable as always. The man always managed to appear polished no matter the occasion—whether after a long shift o ...
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