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[clean_sober]

The old drunk died. I don't know why that surprised me as much as it did -- I've learned time and again that not everyone can be saved. 46 years of abuse can't be erased by 24 hours of willpower

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[singintheoven]

"You look like you've got a lot on your mind," says a somewhat scruffy rock star, come down to the bar for an extremely late breakfast.

In her experience, sometimes people want to talk about it and sometimes they don't.

[clean_sober]

"Typically do." Not someone I've spoken to before, but her body language tells me she's no threat. "My name's William."

[singintheoven]

"Hedwig," she says, offering a hand. "A pleasure to meet you, William. It's a good place to go to think about things, to sort them out, I've found."

[clean_sober]

She's got a good handshake. I'll give her that. "Yeah, I've found it to be the same thing. Though it gets a little disconcerting to find this place in my loft."