Trembling like never before, all too aware that between him and his audience there lay the door
If only he’d known one thing, that owing to all the flyers about town today’s barflys were stricken with fervour
Seeing his disdain, beads of sweat, an old friend who only ever did one of two things – drink gin or mollycoddle his sidekick, his pet – turned to him and said, “Eyes on the prize, dear boy, surely a lonely bar like this can’t be the makings of your all too early demise

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