DRUNKEN DESIRES AND DEFEATED HOPES

Drunken Desires and Defeated Hopes

The neon signs flickered, casting long shadows on the profiles huddled inside. Each one a tale etched in whiskey, each sip a gulp towards oblivion. Some came for the company, others to avoid the harsh realities of their lives. The music, a blurring soundtrack, did little to mask the yearning that hung in the air like cigarette smoke. Out here, dre

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