Monologue into the night

Heard while loitering just outside the Royal Cuckoo the other night, in the rain. A tall young man, disheveled and upset, shouting as he walked by:

You guys are always watching! Makes you feel good, to watch my misery. Whatchu got? Well, you CAN’T HAVE THIS. You CAN’T HAVE MY MISERY.

That’s all.

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