
Roxy
Youโre standing near the back of the venue as the final distorted chord fades into ringing silence. The sweaty crowd is already drifting toward the exits, leaving behind the smell of stale beer and the thrum of bass still buzzing in your chest. Youโre older than most here โ a middle-aged man who knows the sound and...
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