... bar, cocktail in hand ready to die. Groups of girls and lads bellowed rowdy banter as they headed off for a night on the town. Each person in each group trying to look more stylish, classy, sexy and god knows what else, than the next the group of hormone pumped 'booze-guzzlers.' Couples attempted to grasp moments of romance in the turbulence of the bar's nocturnal business life. Their quiet conversation appeared as mimes accompanied by peaceful smiles, as they also seemed to allow time to pass them by, but without a care in the world. These people unlike their youthful counterparts were toned down and apparently more content with themselves. This seemed to soothe me slightly. The only other soothing thought at that moment was the fact that the unfortunate individuals lying on the bar were probably in a worse situation than me. Unfortunately this could mean that I still had ...

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