I climb up the stairs and open the window, a suden rush of fresh air fills my lungs. My skin chills for a moment, just until it gets used to the breeze. I take a look at the view and light up a cigarette. Everything’s quiet, calm and relaxed, its late and people are coming home to sleep. The city view relaxes me, like a good massage. Thats why I cant consider myself a country girl, I could not survive without the mechanic and electrical life of the city lights,
they light me up.
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