Be alone with my thoughts? Near on unachievable these days.

Guess even pneumatic arms can't lift morale in a toxic workplace.

Now, as that ol' Greek dawg says, life's a banquet - so don't go thirsty, but don't get drunk, either.

Bullets don't distinguish between tough and weak.

Seedy bars, betrayal, a beguiling woman... Sounds like something out of a pulpy noir thriller.
"Pepe was used to listening to his customers' complaints. But now it was he who needed to get something off his chest. It was the same old story - an unfaithful wife, in a city where everything was uncertain..."