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Monday |
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Thank God for alcohol. In this case $2.25 Wild Turkeys after an atomic clock from Mike at Cladaghh, Erin & Maria met me and I outdrank the populous. Men at the bar--three of them--discussed coal shovels and killing anyone who'd take the spaces they dug out. Barmaid took a buck from her tips and tucked into a bag of chips. |