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Description
Alcohol as a quick messenger: a couple of sips and your fingers are already reaching for your contacts, where every name seems like a chance at salvation. There's John, Larry, and even the one whose name rhymes with ‘villain.’ Drunken call maths is always simple: the stronger the longing, the shorter the list of rules. The result is a cocktail of self-irony, a broken heart, and a ringing ‘ba-da-da’ that sounds more convincing than any confession.
Visuals: JJ Stratford
Text animation: Nagina Lane
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