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I find a similar essence of mesmerization with exhaust fumes of cars in front of me at stop lights during cold mornings (very specific example, but it's a common sight in my morning commutes to school). The wind flutters the smoke in such a way as to where the imagination can wander and create figures out of the various separations and connections of the fumes, creating these many ghostly little faces of eyes and mouths with each second of viewing that are fun to watch during the wait for the light to turn green.
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