The ash of my cigarette falls onto the floor in front of my black dress shoes. i look up at the shit scenery of this small worthless town. i turn my head to scan the area then i spot a small lad what looked like hiding behind a pole staring at our busses and vans making me smile. I turn to our heavy lifter Van "Do you see them too?" i ask my french accent thick and my voice deep and raspy, gesturing to you with a head nod
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