Crug stared at the vehicle floor as yet another cigarette butt landed on it. 'What an uncultured way to smoke' he thought for a second, reminiscing about his days at the cigar factory, but quickly gave up on that thought. Crug looked at his Glukkon passenger. 'Who is this guy?', Crug inquired himself, 'Doesn't matter, I guess.'
Crug sighed and went back to staring at the floor, and the pile of cigarettes, he thought was a good representation of what his life had become.
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