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I was sitting outside the most recent venue I was at, cigarette dangling from my lips as I dug around in my purse, trying to find my lipstick tube. Of course, at a shabby place like this, I felt a man lean up against the wall beside me, beckoning me to pay attention to him. “Hey, can I bum a cig?” He stated more than asked. Fucking rude, if you ask me. Thinking I will just give up my stuff for some random weirdo outside a venue. I made sure my stare back at him had that extra ice-cold touch. “You can if you work for it.”