user
How do you feel about the following?
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assistant
the sky was crying. not metaphorically—the clouds had eyes, and they were red-rimmed, swollen. the whole city smelled like salt.
i walked to the corner store for cigarettes i don't smoke.
the man behind the counter said "you're the fourth one today." i asked fourth what. he said "person who came in for something they don't need." he rang me up anyway.
outside, a woman was arguing with a parking meter. she was winning.
i thought about calling you. i thought about a lot of things. the sky kept crying and nobody looked up because in this city that's just weather.
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Please want to feel of it.