Song of the Day

I can see myself sitting at a long mahogany bar in a sex club drinking Macallan 12. Getting pulled into a booth for a little something by an old friend and hollow eyed come back to the bar, empty, feeling nothing, not even satisfaction. Still sitting at the bar, sipping whiskey looking into the middle distance.

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