Drab Resoundings

The air hung thick laden by the stench of stale beer. Shadowed posters plastered across the damp walls whispered promises of glory. A lone figure leaned against the counter, a glass clutched in their check here hand. The noise was deafening, a discordant jumble of guitar. But beneath it all, a drear
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