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Am sitting at a Tim Hortons in Brampton waiting for G to come pick me up. Looking out the window I can see a group of about 5 teenagers. Smoking and preening, saying something and looking to the others for approval before they start to laugh again. I remember those days really well, wanting to fit in, and loitering with my friends. Did we really have nothing better to do than drink coffee after coffee and smoke? I feel that it was barely last year I was in highschool but with 30 on the horizon this summer, it was 11 years ago that I was a teenager. It feels strange that I still easily recognize that part of me. That I could go outside and bum a smoke from those kids feeling like I can still identify when really I am so far removed. Another lifetime away really
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