Its Just One Night At The Dive
Cigarette smoke filled the bar with an acrid atmosphere that helped its appearance in no way. Incandescent bulbs glowed from exposed wires, golden halos radiated from the bright, hot, bulbs. The Dive, a fitting name for this crack in the wall bar known...
From Temple To Temple
From Temple To Temple By Rotten The difference between eyes open and eyes closed had blurred into obscurity; the dog didn't know the difference. Hands secured behind his back, both of his elbows and biceps held by unseen hands while guided down...