The darkroom. The true mystery of this fine establishment. Everybody knows where it is - it quite literally says “DARKROOM” in big bold letters. But, what is it for? Where did it come from? What purpose does it serve? And who does it serve? Nobody but I, and everybody who uses it, can answer these questions, my friend.
Days blurred into one, I feel as if it's a perpetual motion, my current life, no intentions for my days, pointless, unstructured living. How do I get back to the other side?
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