Boobs barely covered by an 80's dress. Smoke all around. Smoke that touched my sweet mouth, my delicate lungs, thick and spicy. Step-Mother-of-pearl nails. A cigarette wrapped in tobacco leaves. A room with it's air colonized by smoke, turned gray. Ashes in a bronze ashtray. Camera rolling, capturing the smoke as it curls like a snake. Capturing my body, on it's nakedness purpose. A cough. My arched tanned body. Skin showing bikini lines, a sartorial memory. Qualia: how does it feel to be me, in this right moment, with the taste of foreign tobacco flooding my mouth? Cigarette bur... Show more