This letter will serve as the last expression of my twisted mind to the untamed world of chaos, for on this night, unable to face the horrors that haunt me on every step, I plan to leap from the window of my squalid apartment onto the ever busy main street below.

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Into the blinding dark you step, descending down a few stairs as the trapdoor shuts behind you. Darkness hugs the cold cellar walls. All you can hear are drops of water landing on the floor and wind squealing past the wooden floorboards. You take out your lighter and let its flame be your guide. You make out a switch on the wall nearby and doubtfully flick it. Still, an old dust covered lightbulb comes to life like a reignited dead star.

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We found ourselves in a face-melting heat somewhere around the blue part of Prague. I could feel the dry air reach deep into my lungs and scratch the inner walls. I lit another cigarette. Our bus wasn’t coming for another 10 minutes, so we sought shelter in a nearby store, with the goal of acquiring cold bevarages to ease our journey.

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