Pub Street August 16, 2018 I did not want to leave the club yet. I was at the bar, alone, having my fifth mug of beer, just waiting for all the alcohol to sink in. Then I could join the mob, start dancing, vanish in between the phosphorescent lights, and lose myself in the beat of the pumping music Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
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