Closer

[george_rostov]

The bar was secreted down a backstreet behind a funeral parlour, out of which a suited man slowly and solemnly stepped, his shoulders sagging and his face grey as he gratefully dragged on a cigarette. With its windows blacked out, and its peeling paintwork stained with dirt, the pub looked virtually derelict; I’d been drinking here for years, and

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[greenschmoodle]

Wow, your stuff is just........wow.

I obviously don't know if this is factual or not, and frankly, it doesn't matter. Your words are beautiful, man!