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Hace 22 horas · Raunchy. I sat on one of the headstones, the edges worn smooth and round by time and the weather, watching Lee Roy pass Zeke the joint. It had made one pass around to the five of us, each taking a hit. The end of it glowed brightly as Zeke drew in the smoke then held it as he passed it over to Rayford. A truck passed the cemetery, sputtering ...
