Smokes & Mayhem

The haze coils, a thick blanket of paranoia and desperation. Every drag brings a momentary respite from the chaos, but the madness grows with each exhalation. The line between reality blurs, leaving only the need for that next hit to suppress the growing turmoil within. It's a endless cycle, fueled
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