Effluvium //m.h.//
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(ih-floo-vee-uhm)
a foul smelling vapor, gas, or
other exhalation.
"Alright, now what's your name?"
He passed it to me.
"Bee."
I took a drag and held it.
"Like the letter?"
His eyebrow lifted. I let the smoke go.
"No." I said. "Like the insect that flies around. That kind of bee."
He nodded.
"I've never heard that before."
I passed it back to him. He took a drag.
"Of course you haven't. You haven't heard hardly anything. You're twenty-three."
He let it go.
"Well how old are you then?"
He smirked and handed it back to me.
"Twenty-two."
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