Overview:
A bleak Christmas Eve. All alone in a pub, sits Arthur silent and contemplative. The winter wind spills through cracks in the wall, whistling through, bringing in with it memories, with that despairs, harsh truths, and familiar faces.
A bleak Christmas Eve. All alone in a pub, sits Arthur silent and contemplative. The winter wind spills through cracks in the wall, whistling through, bringing in with it memories, with that despairs, harsh truths, and familiar faces.
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