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... the street, barely able to walk straight, holding onto a bottle of beer.
"Ugh... what even is the point of living?" Lucius, the drunk man, muttered, his eyes almost closing on their own.
He had spent most of the night drinking, trying to have some fun... but he didn't. He was just lost. He had no idea what to do with his life.
He had just turned 21 years old.
The universities he had tried to join had refused him. Everything he had worked for, for his entire life, ...
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