The Lonely Rose of Spain
Fiction Piece #2
Heartbreak incarnate.
I have seen heartbreak incarnate.
That’s all Javier could think about after his lonely night at The Rose of Spain.
Heartbreak.
Heartbreak incarnate.
In those days, Javier still worked for the mysterious Yako, running petty drugs in the dirty discotechs of modern Europe.
And last night, Javier was at The Rose.
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