i button up the jacket and i flip the collar and i take a deep breath and i stare into the black. they are waiting for me. the drink and the drugs and the dealers and the addicts and the criminals and the whores and the pimps and the killers and the slaves and the pipes and the bottles and the smoke and the vomit and the blood and the human rot and
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