Jimmy staggered down the sidewalk. Wrapped in a jacket two sizes too small, he lurched from side to side, bumping into everyone and everything. A handful of people gave him dirty looks, while a few others returned the initial bumps in spades.
At the corner of 32nd and Main, his energy level finally dropped to his shoe tops and he collapsed into a pile of broken humanity. Leaning against a lamppost, Jimmy took out a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth. Pulling out the lighter, he was so devoid of strength that he had to use both hands to light his cigarette.
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