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It was a Wednesday night at the Blue Rider, same as always. The four of us sat around our usual table, in the corner nearest the door. I was finishing my second glass of Pabst, eyes wandering...
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When we arrive Justin is already seated at the corner, talking to two men at a neighbouring table. I ask Phil what he wants to drink and let him join them up. As I step up to the half-empty rails and...
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