My friend treacherrry wrote a story inpired by this picture! Here it is:

August was coming to an end, the nights were getting colder and colder. Returning home in a T-shirt, Valya felt cold more and more often. But that didn't stop him from forgetting his jacket at home when the sun was blazing in the afternoon.

The last days of summer were filled with some sparkling joy. Valya was overflowing with liveliness and fearlessness. He was ready for anything his clients wanted, pain and humiliation brought pure pleasure. The pills Yura had given him really were unreal.

Once again Valya's thoughts returned to the end of summer and pleasures. The end of summer, coldness and warmth, pleasure and pain. Smiling mindlessly, he watched blood drip from his nose, pouring down his T-shirt. He got pushed and fell to all fours. His palms sank into the soft mud of a puddle. Valya squeezed his fingers a little, feeling the velvety softness. The next blow pushed him into the puddle entirely. Valya tried to breathe, but either because of the hit or because of the water, he couldn't. Even that felt good, he felt his body get heavy and sweetly numb without oxygen. There were more blows, Valya was trampled into the mud, the puddle was the colour of cocoa from the clouded water. The hits made him feel hot, the water made him feel cold.

With a slipping consciousness Valya felt the stench. The people who were beating him had overturned a trash bin and the liquid rot from the bags had dripped into the puddle, mixing with Valya's blood. Valya didn't realise whether he was seeing maggots or imagining it. He was freezing, but he could see a ray of morning sunlight creeping across the dirty and stinking water. Soon it would reach Valya and make him feel warm.