Et dire que le tabac n’est qu’à une minute à pieds… un petit aller-retour… ça passerait complètement inaperçu…
Rhâ.
C’est là que tu la sens bien, la drogue que t’as respirée à pleins poumons… C’est là que tu sens comme elle est bonne et insidieuse et puissante et ennivrante….
Salope.
Toutes. Des. Salopes.
Vite. Un corinette.
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