They Come Into The Night

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It was an odd experience to not actually get to sleep until everyone else woke up. 5am, might have been 6. Happened before. Wasted. Then, after a couple of hours, joined the rest of the woken realm.

Last time it was the scratching roaches on brown parcel wrapping. This time it was nothing. Absolutely nothing. The sound of silence.

Didn't happen to wake up with a blasted mind though. Did on Tuesday. Told a receptionist of this matter and she threw back a stare which might have been cold, if not for the cold rain outside. Moments later, the manager of the establishment comes in and requests an immediate departure of the premises.

"We cannot have you intoxicated while you're here today."

There was so much back tracking on both sides it wasn't funny. But it wasn't funny to begin with.

Soon Van - Friday, 13 December 2002 - 06:11

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