DRUNKEN DESIRES AND DEFEATED HOPES

The neon signs blazed, casting long shadows on the profiles huddled inside. Each one a narrative etched in vodka, 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 mask the loneliness that hung in the air like cigarette smoke. Out here, dr