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In the quiet of his space, a mature man lights up, the smell of burning herbs filling the air. He takes a hit, the smoke curling around him like a visible thought. Lost in the cloud, his hand finds its way to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge. His mind wanders, his body responds, the two intertwined in a private, smoky ritual.