As the day drew to a close, people scattered to seek solace in their snug concrete havens. It was that late-night hour when intrusive barks of dogs filled the air, and the moon hung in the sky, offering silent companionship. In a state of intoxication, I strolled in a zigzag pattern towards my apartment building. Igniting a cigarette, I inhaled deeply, exhaling smoke that twisted into sinuous shapes resembling enchanting witches. Carried by the wind, these ethereal figures whispered secrets into my ears.

You aren’t alone talk to us, speak up