DRUNKEN DESIRES AND DEFEATED HOPES

Drunken Desires and Defeated Hopes

The neon signs blazed, casting long shadows on the faces huddled inside. Each one a narrative etched in whiskey, each sip a chug towards oblivion. Some came for the company, others to bury the harsh realities of their lives. The music, a blurring soundtrack, did little to conceal the yearning that hung in the air like cigarette smoke. Out here, dr

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