Book3:WereMyDreamIs

mself.Heinhaleddeeplyandtihisstuffishabit-f.Onceyou’reindictedtoit,it’soquit.Ispendmostofthedaylookingfarettebuttstopickup.It’sokay,sinceIdon’thaveanythiodoanyway.Collegthemhasbeeadailyroutineforme.Youknow,it’snottoobadformealthoughnothavinganythingtosmokeisapain.Thealcoholiddrugaddictshaveitworse.Whentheysufferwithdrawalsymptoms,it’sinfinitelyworse…”

    “Yht,it’sbestnottobeaddictedtoanything”answeredDimitrivaguely.Daviddraggedmightilyonhiscigaretterepeatedly,sugthesmokeintohislungsaitalloutuntilhiscigarettebuttwasreducedtodersandburnthisfingers.Onlythendidherelutlythrowittotheroadsideadieoutonitsown.SuddenlyDavidthoughtofsomethingandasked,

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    “Haveyouheardoftwoverystrangeihathap