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Alfred and the Addiction

Alfred and the addiction Alfred the pianist is my father who denies fatherhood had stopped smoking, he had a golden cigarette holder which he gave me I also noticed he hands trembled this because he had stopped drinking. Usually, had a glass of wine at noon; for a fortnight Alfred avoided me if he saw me on the street he walked another way, this naturally made me feel hurt, my father avoiding me. He came and asked for his cigarette holder, needed it like a prop, so he was an actor now I sarcastically said to myself. He had successfully stopped smoking he could leave it alone as he was no longer addicted, to prove it lit up a cigarette; he smoked five while we sat in the park and there was a whiff of port wine in the air.

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