Nancy and I were sitting at Nancy's kitchen table with empty mugs in front of us. An hour ago, it was full of coffee.

The ashtray in front of me was almost full of cigarette butts.

I had my head bowed, looking at the bottom of the empty mug.

"And you are saying that he's right?" I asked Nancy without looking at her. We have been talking for hours. I told her everything

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