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And so they shuffle out of Café Sordid
back into the cold December streets
A carnal flame burning in one eye, a dark night coloring the other
Leaving behind
soiled tables sticky with
spilt beer
and congealed regret

Café Sordid
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Saurabh Chaudhary

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