Physique
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Bullshit. They just want to snort it. But you could beat them to it, Harry. You could snort the magic skull cocaine instead...
He existed alright. You feel it deep within your basal ganglia. He was as real as you are...
HE'S TALKING ABOUT COCAINE, BABY.
The gleam in his eyes and the slouch in his posture is so incredibly familiar...
It's mid-market spirits. With a slight touch of menthol. The man meant to enjoy himself, have a good time.
Married to your drink, that's for sure.
You have to be quite inebriated to fall that bad. Well over a litre of pure ethanol. Three bottles of wine or one and a half of spirits?
Just one drink. I have my cool jacket on. I took the book to the library. I've earned it.
At least this man knew how to party! Imagine the same scene without the bottle -- now that would be just sad.
Speed is a potent central nervous system stimulant. It kept you propped up all day yesterday despite your debilitating hangover. How else did you think you even got up from this floor?
It's power, man. It's professionalism. It makes you feel like you're young again and ready to detect! Ready to go to war against the world!
Oh, just a dream. You have ones like that all the time. You feel even worse this morning than you did last night.
Yes. Wait till you see the one with the chick in it, it's gonna be a good one. You feel even worse this morning than you did last night.
Suit yourself, slow, sad shell-man. See how you do without your spark.
Are you sure? Ready to live as this pathetic shell of yourself for days? Basically a week? Let's be honest -- two weeks, maybe three? You won't make it. Half the town will be dead by then. You will be fired.