BARS AND CRUSHED DREAMS

Bars and Crushed Dreams

The neon signs cast a sickly glow on the sticky floors, illuminating faces etched with stories of ambition. The air hung heavy with the scent of spilled beer and desperation. Each patron carried their own weight of disappointment, drowning it in another shot of whiskey. The music, a mournful melody, pulsed like a heartbeat, a constant reminder that

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