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that sort of pub ..
two old blokes
reminiscing about
the fifties,
chaps all wearing
raincoats and
trilbies
and simply everyone smoked
and all the whisky’s
they
drank were
the only way
anyone coped in the
fifties
and as I say,
everyone
smoked.
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