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2020-12-19 04:54:16It was a dirty, dark alley.
It had no doors, no windows, or led anywhere.
You could hear rats running and chewing rotten food, flies buzzing over piles of trash, and even drunk snoring in a dark corner.
The smell of cigarettes mixed with that of the drunk's vomit and piss, in addition to the rotten food in the bins.
A smell is so strong that it would make anyone think twice or even three times before entering the place.
If you, by any chance, strayed from your path and admired the foul place for a while, you could hear the cries and murmurs of those who dreamed after experiencing what they shouldn't have.
It was a narrow place and surrounded by walls so high that you would not even see the sun rises at that place at noon, but it was extremely long.
There was no curve, descent, or climb, but it was still impossible to see the end even if you brought a flashlight with you.
What you would certainly not do, since from the alley an aura emanated that there rested things that should not be woken by any light.
The alley was just extremely long.
No one who was in perfect mental health would dare to set foot in a place like this.
But the alley was not built by or intended for healthy people.
Every brick in its walls was imposed by those who did not want to look at the people who lived in the alley.
Every stone, empty bottle, a pile of garbage, or thrown clothes was brought by the unfortunate ones who have nowhere to go.
Once you entered the alley, it was as if a stream continually tried to drag you to the bottom of the alley.
It was a stream of hate curses, complaints, and threats.
More and more and more, slowly the lost ones forgot why they were there, where they were going or where they came from.
They were swallowed up by the alley, and when they were conscious, they would be too far away to return if they were ever to become aware of themselves again.
There are many types of people in the alley.
Those who were born in it and never tried to leave.
Those who wouldn't even be there.
Those who fled reality and recklessly ran farther and farther from the light.
But most of them were pushed there at annoying times and those who thought if they stayed only on the surface would still be able to get out.
Careful seldom does anyone leave, but thousands enter by mistake or are attracted to those who least expected to belong to such a filthy place.
Do not enter the alley.
Out of necessity or curiosity.
Do not enter.
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