Drab Resoundings

The air hung thick with the aroma of stale beer. Dim posters plastered across the damp walls murmured promises of escape. A lone figure leaned against the stage, a bottle clutched in their hand. The music was blaring, a discordant mashup of bass. But beneath it all, a grungy echo lingered, a reminder of forgotten times. It sang of desperation, a ha

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