Bars and Broken Dreams
The neon sign/glow/flicker casts long shadows across the sticky floor/tabletops/bar as another night bleeds into the next. Inside, the regulars nurse/guzzle/sip their drinks, each one a chilled/warm/bitter reflection of a life that didn't quite turn out the way they hoped/planned/dreamed. The air is thick with desperation/regret/the scent of stale