A street light flickered in front of a grimy building with a neon sign that stated the business was open. Loud music with a strong beat and meaningless lyrics came from it accompanied by laughter. Blinding strobe lights called to the people who were looking for a party and deterred those of a more reserved spirit every time the door opened allowing pedestrians a glimpse inside.
Drunken men stumbled out in pairs after failed attempts of getting a fairer partner while giggling groups of young women in a similar state exited into the muggy night. Every once in a while a lone figure knelt beside the weed riddled flower bed beside the building as their body rejected the mix of alcohol and drugs. One woman clad to seduce screamed at a man leaning against the wall and retreated to her sorry excuse for a car when assaulted with a heavy fist.
In the shadows of the alley beside the building a man clothed in a leather jacket held shady dealings with hollowed eyed people, desperate for whatever he hid under his bulging coat. Farther into the alley moans escape from the darkness as a couple slips out the back, writhing in each other's arms.
A few women loitered by the entrance waiting for any man to come by with a dime on him. They insulted each other, seeing their comrades as competition until the man left by his beaten girlfriend swaggers over. They grin in bashful silence as he looks them all over.
In the alley one of the dealer's customers takes only three steps away before bringing her merchandise into the open and pouring some white powder into her palm. She takes out a straw and held one end to her nose, the other hovering above her palm. Soon after she removes the straw and sighs as her hands stop shaking. She slumps against the wall and closes her eyes.
A single prostitute is chosen from the group and struts away on the mans arm into the club as she ignores the curses of her peers.
Soon the sun will rise and this scene will settle until night conquers again. Soon the street will become empty except for the hurried traveler until the work day ends and exhausted employees flood the street.
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