Chapter one

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The party in Seven Street was a complete failure. I did not like the music and my best friends Sam and Jack did not pay attention to me anymore.

I went outside to escape the stuffy air. There was a smell of smoke, alcohol and sweat. I went outside and leaned my head against the cold wall of the little bar, "What a lousy day!" I mumbled, lighting a cigarette, instantly feeling better after drawing a few times on the cigarette. Actually, the idea was with Sam's party, she said it would be fun and I would get out of my stress, but on the contrary, I felt superfluous and was happy to finally be a few minutes for myself.

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