11.30.2007

086: smoke

A lone cigarette rolls along the pavement, its final breath snaking through the cold air. Unaware of such a funeral pyre, the older businessman walking along the sidewalk steps on the burning roll of paper, as he rushes through the crowd. Without paying attention, the gentleman steps in front of a delivery truck, whose driver--a middle-aged man with little to lose in life--is so preoccupied with the radio dial that he fails to brake.

The cigarette, loosed from the now-airborne shoe, glides through the air and lands on the opposite sidewalk. Strangely, the smoke still rises...

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