In a shithole apartment in a shithole part of the city, the only thing I have to look forward to is going to my shithole job to serve wankers shithole food for eight hours.

I sigh and look at my lap for the longest time, exhausted, yet I know it’s dumb to sleep while my apartment is accessible. In this neighbourhood, any passing junkie or opportunist will come to see what’s left for the picking, and I can’t be sure I wouldn’t be on the list of things to take if I let my guard ...