Night Life, Life...

People are always like, "Blah, blah, blah, I love the night life of this city. Ohh... look, people are doing this and that... blah, blah, blah." What the fuck's to love about the night in a city after people are worn out all day by the laborious work they have to do?! You see some guy hunched over a bowl of noodles because he's frickin' tired after putting in a 12-hour shift and you think that it's beautiful?! It's pitiful and sad! The guy is so damn tired, and he's hungry, so he's just burned at least half an hour of his pay on that bowl of noodles. The noodle-seller, in turn, is probably working even longer! Getting up early in the morning to get the noodles and the soup ready... working into the wee hours of the night just to scrape together a pitiful living. A life as such is horrible!