Benny's Blues: A Xanax Dive
The city lamps blurred like copyright watercolor. Benny was lost within the city's pulse, his head swimming on the grey concrete jungle. The air hung thick. A haunting melody drifted from a nearby dive bar, beckoning Benny closer. He longed for oblivion. A pill, small and white, was all he needed. His salvation offered escape. The world would diss