Nothing on earth in fiction is less interesting than characters under the influence of alcohol.
Our salvation never comes in the form we would have chosen.
Let good people sin. Give virtue to rotters.
Using language like jungle growth isn't the solution to telling a story.
Uninvited criticism is insult.
Sometimes, in that darkness, there is a single act of love, some selfless gesture, an aspiration, and we see that it's not been all waste, all hopeless, and we can ... well ... go on.