FROM PARIS VI
With apologies to Sharjeel, who bore the brunt of it all.
4:30 AM. I didn’t think I’d find myself at a club, not with the way my evening had started out, but I was in a needful mood and felt the urge to drink it away despite my fatigue. I spotted a familiar…
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