BARFLIES AND SHATTERED ASPIRATIONS

Barflies and Shattered Aspirations

The neon signs flickered, casting long shadows on the faces huddled inside. Each one a story etched in gin, each sip a toss towards oblivion. Some came for the convivial atmosphere, others to avoid the harsh realities of their lives. The music, a distorted soundtrack, did little to cover the loneliness that hung in the air like cigarette smoke. Ou

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