chapter three.
— depraved doesn't describe. entering through the doors of babylonia, you're greeted by an abundance of potted plants, greenery and flora situated in the corners and along the ceiling. the booths are filled with ghouls, the neon lights coated in a haze of stench. you're out of place, but [ she ] puts a finger to her lips and leads you along. shot after shot, drink after pill, snort and sneeze. the haze is infectious, and blurs the lines between fact and fiction. you stand, eyes fixated on the various strippers before you. you see a girl take money by hand and count it, leading the buyer up a set of stairs guarded by a bouncer.

— where are you? things you'd rather keep to yourself.

playlist includes travis scott, keith ape, and young thug, among others.

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