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life merely delays the inevitable
he could think clearly
until his fifth whisky led
him to think, “really?
how very regrettable ..”
Published 27th Sep 2022
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27th Sep 2022 00:34am
Mused in one of those very stuffy Gentlemen's Clubs of Victorian England. The whiskey is still around......and aged while the old buggers are dust way way below ground.
27th Sep 2022 1:29am
