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Feb 2016
Crushed peanut shells are
scattered all over the floor

Beer bottles smashed,
blood drips from the roof

A body hangs from the rafters
loyal patrons play
a ***** filled game of Russian roulette

**** stains plastered all over the bathroom floor
cockroach's and rats run rampant  
raging alcoholics throw fist and set fire to bar stools

Drunker stupors, and stain glass windows rule
people call it martial law but I call it a regular Monday night...
The Revolutionist
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The Revolutionist  Chicago, Illinois
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