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I lean over the railing of the bridge watching the water take its course.

"Are you gonna jump?" Cigarette asks from behind me.

I smile "No, not yet. I still have some things holding me here." I say turning to face him.

He looks at me before looking out onto the city landscape.

"What demons are you fighting?" he asks pulling a cigarette from his pocket.

I look down staring at the scars lining my arms.

"What are yours?"

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