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Submitted to Contest #322
Content Warning: This story contains themes of unwanted advances and emotional discomfort. I made my way down the dingy steps into the basement pub-slash-restaurant that I always swear I’ll never visit again. The lights were always too harsh. The music was always far too loud with too many people cheering at the four different sports that always seemed to be on. There were always too many people. Too many of the wrong sort of people. People who were looking to talk at me. People who were looking to talk about themselves. But it was the same ...
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