Wistful posthumous letter between ignorant white and modest black, who are now fond friends. Of course, there is no escaping the white guy blundering his way through conversation.
Flicking the lighter, sparking the lighter, inhaling the bong, bubbling, exhaling, clearing chamber, placing bowl back into the glass, exhaling the smoke.
A field-recording of the sound of a match striking to ignition. Recorded at home with scarlett gen 2 mic. Sound was made by using a match and matchbox.