Tom Waits makes me long for a quiet bar at 12pm

I listen to Mr. Waits and I just want to be drunk by 1 in the afternoon at the end of some dark bar. The kind of bar that you walk into and no one even budges to acknowledge you've entered. You are just one of the lost or broken souls come to see refuge in a bottle. The kind of bar with a jukebox in the corner that just whispers out music. But then when you try to create these scenes it just feels so fake. The organic nature is just that, organic and of the people. You can't bottle that pain and human experience.

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