This is a day of good news and we are keeping it to ourselves. They'd been starving. Now they're rich beyond their wildest dreams. People are dying behind those walls. We live in a starving city, friends.
People hop from bar to bar.
They try fun fix after fun fix. Throw themselves into their work. And they keep coming up empty. Life is a shell without central meaning. I don't want to condemn or point accusing fingers at anyone.