Who Are U? (with Rob Walker Poet)
Mana Junkie
The clock ticked 2am.
The bartender announced that it was last call.
Last call for alcohol, Max thought.
The bar was still packed, the band had just played their last tune of the night and was striking the stage.
Max signaled to the bartender that he’d have another, but make it a double.
The bartender announced that it was last call.
Last call for alcohol, Max thought.
The bar was still packed, the band had just played their last tune of the night and was striking the stage.
Max signaled to the bartender that he’d have another, but make it a double.