Señor Cave is escaping his loneliness, it’s unavoidable. Ryanair to Cadiz was his best/ cheapest option. Looking down over a darkening sunset, he mistakes an Instagram that sums up his uselessness for acceptance. Fucking idiot. He can’t begin, “hearts” that join his wallowing descendance. He can’t make it up. Bar on the view makes things more tolerable, well, they serve and “cerveze”.

That picture is the end. Of. It.

Go on then, take this one home for free...