Twenty-Nine

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I look around the maze of shops. I need food but I need something to take the edge off my thoughts. My head is screaming. Everything is a mess and I need some relief. I need to feel like I'm not losing control. A hand grabs me. I jump.

"You're a new face." A voice says from behind me. 

I turn. I kick him back. His hat falls my eyes widen.

"You're a mutant to?" I ask.

"What ticked that off?" He points to his lizard face.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"I can give you something to ease your pain. I can tell by your eyes you're in one of those bad moods." He licks an eye.

"What?" I ask.

He takes out a bottle and a pack of cigarettes with his tail.

"Those will help?" I raise an eyebrow. 

"That they will. The smoke clears your head. The alcohol fills it." He licks his lips. 

"Well-" I start.

"Let these take away the pain you feel." He smiles. 

"How?" I ask. 

"Just trust me." He hands me a cigar.

I take it. I breathe in the smoke. It fills my throat with the taste of honey. I look up at him.  It makes me concentrate on the smell and for a small moment... I couldn't think of anything. My thoughts drift.

"I'll take one pack." I say.

"Excellent." He says. 

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