There was a piece of short fiction published on the internet about a vampire who was stuck, plastered underneath a bridge, because moving any closer or further away from the object of his obsession were both equally intolerable.
Anyway, I really want to reread it. I’ve been using my memory/recollection of the story, and some of the imagery within, as an unusually good metaphor for addiction - but that was years ago, and I wonder if it holds up.
If this rings any bells for you, let me know.
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