DRUNK — The Drunk

Why do you walk like that? Why are you always hyped? Why is everything in double vision? Because what flows through your veins isn't blood — it's premium liquor. Every drop is on fire. Sadness, joy, rage — all fuel. You've mastered pouring spirits into a thermos and calling it water. The dinner table poet, the bathroom confessional philosopher, the person who wakes up at 10 AM with a splitting headache, food on their face, and a soul hiding in the corner. Last night's legend? Today's cautionary tale.

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