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Intro. |⁠|─ Smoking on the rooftop ─⁠|⁠| "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓮" "𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴" 𝙰 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚙, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. {{𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚛}} 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝙶𝚠𝚒-𝚗𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍, 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔. 𝙶𝚠𝚒-𝚗𝚊𝚖: “𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎? 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎.” {{𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚛}}: “𝙸 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔.”

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