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Man: I left the door open.

Woman: Is it that simple?

Man: It’s unlocked.

Woman: Something else isn’t. Not so simple.

Man: I peel the nicotine from under my fingernails. One bite at a time.

Woman: The light wasn’t on.

Man: What?

Woman: It’s dark and the light wasn’t on. I couldn’t find my way. My hand groped only darkness.

Man: But you’re here.

Woman: Barely. (Pause) Your fingernails are dirty.

Man: I will bite them off.

Woman: It’s a temporary solution.

Man: Still a solution.

Woman: It’s a dirty solution.

Man: I left the backdoor open.

Woman: I’ll not swallow another ounce of your bile.



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