Strange Cities Bathed in Fog (Part 1)

Everything has been figured out, except how to live. -Jean-Paul Sartre

Violet has tears running down their face and it’s Saturday night when they ought to be smiling. Or maybe not, I guess. What dictates the Saturday night vibe anyway? It’s all up in my head, isn’t it? And it always has been too, huh? People want to believe in certain truths, certain abs…