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The higher I ascended in my world, in status and rank and experience, the more immoral I became. I seemed to be in a spiral of degradation. I had no thoughts of the future, my behaviour was worse than that of a dog, but I didn’t care because I was only interested in satisfying my own vacuous appetites. I could hear the whisper of a slow rising tide, it seemed as if I were sliding on slush, or on sliding ground, I was slipping , slithering towards a dark and rotten part of the world where I didn’t belong and where I didn’t deserve to be. I was first in and last out in any bar, any club, any night out, any party.