watching someone's face turn into an explosion of glass and blood as his partner hits the ground face sprouting boots, blood and screams before you stumble out into a pissdrenched stinking alleyway hoping to god you don't find one of the crackheads who have taken residence in the hole in the derelict pizza place or one of the drunks who come to piss before the kebabhouse.
it's too cold, too late and you're too high. you just want to get home.
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Love the last lines.
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