After three or four cigarette butts landed beneath his feet, he snuffed out the last one, exhaled a neat smoke ring from his thin lips, and then turned back to get into his car. He drove away from the residential complex, leaving behind a roar of engines in the empty, quiet neighborhood.
Other than that, there was nothing.
……
Early in the morning, the sky outside the window was overcast. The air was filled with moisture, mixed with the scent of earth and grass, carrying a hint of chill.
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