Takes One to Know One.

“I know you’re aching, but there’s greatness brewing inside your pain, ya know,” she said with a flick of her cigarettte.

“How’s that?”

“Only the great have the courage to reach the depths of hell,” she replied, darting her eyes at his through the smoke, now billowing a veil between them.

“I’m not surviving this,” he grunted.

“You will.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because, you’re one of the stubborn ones that live to talk about it.” She extinguished her cigarette, exhaling, “Takes one to know one.”

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