10:55 AM. Parliament Street. I’m stood outside the Red Lion, waiting patiently for the bar staff to open the doors. One of the young women screwing on the taps looks tired. Late night, was it? I smir…
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10:55 AM. Parliament Street. I’m stood outside the Red Lion, waiting patiently for the bar staff to open the doors. One of the young women screwing on the taps looks tired. Late night, was it? I smir…