San Francisco

[devils_minion]

I came back without really knowing how I got there. I wanted to see that blood red bridge and the cable car gripman dropping the rope on Powell. I wanted to see if the little bar was still open where I chain-smoked my way through half a bottle of Bourbon. It was a Wednesday and it was raining. I still had teeth marks in my neck

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[xblack_wingedx]

Home is never a place. You should know that well enough by now.

Was the little bar still open?

[devils_minion]

They stripped out all the wood and you can't smoke in there now so it's not a real bar.

So where is home? Are you really going to say it's with you? That I have to hear.

[xblack_wingedx]

With me? No. Have I ever been the sentimental type? Home is a state of mind. It is entirely within your control.

You're wandering again. What is it that you seek, Daniel?

[devils_minion]

Nothing that you can give me. Like you said it's entirely within my control.