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... gertips, and then slowly rose into the air.
It may be that the skin or nails are not as friendly to the smoke as the cigarette itself, which makes it leave mercilessly.
Looking at the thin column of smoke curling up, Mr. Wardrick sighed, feeling a little depressed.
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