[Drunkxxx]: A World of Overwhelming Madness

The city was never the same after that night. It was as if the entire world had turned into a messed-up whiskey-spilled street. Cars parked on sidewalks, their headlights sticking out of a dirty haze. People stumbled about their daily lives, too distracted by their own personal vices to notice the crumbling world around them. And amidst that cacophony, Alex stumbled in.

Alex was the epitome of an outsider. His vocabulary consisted of expired bad jokes and semi articulate rants, his haircut lifted straight out of a behind the times music album. Yet, amidst a monologue about nothing and something all at once, amidst a conversation loop that went nowhere, he managed to dangle a story that no one could quite put a finger into. His obsession was captivating – nothing too strong, or nothing at all – and it seems to spook people not instances, merely creates juxtaposition.

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