Over a period of about two years, I visited the same plot of lakefront every Sunday and took long, slow walks along its shoreline. This place isn't technically a beach, because nobody goes there for recreation or swimming or sunbathing. It's a bit of a work-in-progress, having once been the site of an industrial steel mill operation that's slowly (and mostly unsuccessfully) being transformed into a natural area. In spite of that unappealing description, people do go there, apparently to smoke cigarettes of one sort or another. These disposable lighters, some ancient and others new, the triggers for the flames that light those cigarettes, remind me of how the passage of time either wears down our bad habits or entrenches them.
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