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Sunday 25 September 2016

Session

The beer flowed as it always did at these occasions, in abundance.
It might as well flow from the tap and straight into a toilet, cutting out the middle man, he thought and then snorted at how witty he perceived himself to be.
At the thought of this he drained his drink and then went to the toilet. Again.
While he was in there everyone he thought was his friend buggered off to another bar and left him stranded.

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