larrypaulbrown He’s in a bar reeking of spilled whiskey, stale cigarettes, urine in the hallway; the stool next to his hosts a woman intent on scoring; she’s lonely. Fumbling in his pocket fo…
Source: ADDICTION’S HELL
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