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Sensual attack: P4/5 - smell (dark)

Cigarette smoke lingered on your breath and on your fingertips.

Sweat stained the air with its potent aroma and ghastly origins.

The once safe small of my bedroom, long since forgotten and replaced by whiffs of insecurity and betrayal.  
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