Nov 11, 2023
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Brutus knew there were some other bars in the area rather than Skinny Dip. He wasn’t sure if he could face his old friends at the bar yet after two years. They all probably thought he was dead. He wasn’t ready to tell everyone what happened to him.
He quickly realized he still needed to find a job to provide for his sons. Bartending was one of the few things that he knew how to do that gave him a good wage. There was one bar in the area underneath a homeless shelter-- surely the owner must’ve been a good guy. With a pen in hand he went to the bar and beckoned over a bartender.
Bruises and scars still littered Brutus’s body. Though his face was spared of almost any wound, there was still a clear ring of bruises around his neck. He smiled to the bartender though it covered up a wince.
“Is there a manager or owner here that I could speak to?”
Oh my god I just binge-watched In The Flesh and Simon is suCH A LIL DEEB. HE'S INTRODUCED AS THIS MYSTERIOUS, IN-THE-KNOW DUDE AND THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW HE'S MAKING AWKWARD SMALLTALK AT FAMILY LUNCH AND WEARING DORKY TURTLENECKS. I'M IN LOVE.
I found myself back in the sepulchral city resenting the sight of people hurrying through the streets to filch a little money from each other, to devour their infamous cookery, to gulp their unwholesome beer, to dream their insignificant and silly dreams. They trespassed upon my thoughts. They were intruders whose knowledge of life was to me an irritating presence, because I felt so sure they could not possibly know the things I knew. Their bearing, which was simply the bearing of commonplace individuals going about their business in the assurance of perfect safety, was offensive to me like the outrageous flauntings of folly in the face of a danger it is unable to comprehend. I had no particular desire to enlighten them, but I had some difficulty in restraining myself from laughing in their faces, so full of stupid importance.
Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness