An alcoholic and a prostitute. He had had women he had loved who had left him with their children. She had a man she loved and let her make money by having sex with others every day. A man who plans to slowly destroy himself with alcohol, a woman who doesn't know what kind of feelings he sticks to, met in Las Vegas. Two desperate hearts are desperately warming each other on the way to death. They made no promises, and he offered her black earrings for her impending death, and she gave him a silver jug of death wine and an orange shirt. The great despair sent out the buds of desperate love, he continued to drink and begged for death, she continued to go out for night tours, tacit understanding, just the comfort of no direction in the dark. In his last dying morning light, she wept for him and he left with contented despair, forever.
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