Prologue

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I merged with the colours while shifting between the sweaty bodies. He was currently leaning on the bar, his shoulders were hunched over in frustration. A cold beer met his plump lips as I elbowed myself through the crowd towards him. The atmosphere seemed to give me the confidence I needed. I fiddled with the napkin between my fingers.

Stopping before I got to him. Was this a good idea?


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