In a Lonely Place on 08-03-2019

And just as her smoke begins to die, his appears in a solid burst, and if I didn’t know how this movie turns out, I would make this another definition of love: exhaling the smoke when the other’s smoke falters, gently picking up the slack, so that there’s always enough smoke to shroud your story in a bit of unforeseen mystery. There’s your new slogan, Marlboro. You’re welcome.