III. Free way

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Cw: smoking, cursing, not eating, death, friends death, suicide, house fire,

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Cw: smoking, cursing, not eating, death, friends death, suicide, house fire,

The cigarette smoke tasted bitter on your tongue, your lips were crusty and had a slight metallic taste to them

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The cigarette smoke tasted bitter on your tongue, your lips were crusty and had a slight metallic taste to them. No wonder, you were chain smoking the whole day. It was 11 pm and you were walking through an alley to clear your head a bit.

The alley was lit by green-yellowish lamps that flickered every now and then

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The alley was lit by green-yellowish lamps that flickered every now and then.
You were basically in a cement-concrete-brick jungle, surrounded by rising walls with trash cans and bags lined grubby against them. The up running pipes were covered in rust and filth like some of the garbage cans. The bad lighting reflected off of everything since it had rained not long ago.
Condenser units made sounds that you could only describe as demonic moans and there was chatter very far away, probably in the center of the city. Some cables were running sideways along the walls, they were messily bound together so they wouldn't dangle off completely.
From some windows to the opposite side was stretched some rope for drying clothes, but it was cold now and no one dried their clothes outside in autumn. Slowly rotting away until spring the damp rope was just left to hang there. What a Metaphor...

Some windows had flower boxes outside but the plants in them looked rather sad and like they would commit suicide if given the chance to.

Only a hand full of windows were lit and you wondered if anyone would hear your screams if you would end up getting murdered tonight. They most likely would, but would they wanna help you out or would they keep to their self and not interfere with someone else's business? You probably wouldn't want them to interfere...

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