an excerpt
from: The City of Your Final Destination
by: Peter Cameron
" 'I used to have the loveliest gray sweater. It was my sister's. I wore it when I painted, which was stupid of course, but I felt good in it. It must have been full of turpentine because one day I dropped my cigarette on it and it went up in flames. Luckily I got it off before it burned me. That's when I stopped smoking. Although it's really drinking I should have stopped. I only dropped the cigarette because I was drunk, you see. But there is only so much we can give up."
posted by gordian knot @ Monday, April 03, 2006
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