Phoenix
April 15th 2008 I arrived at about 10am on the Friday morning in Phoenix expecting my friend Tom to be waiting there open armed, teary eyed, sayin how good it was to see me again after he’d been away from the UK for the best part of 4 months. When I arrived I was somewhat deflated to find out that there were no tears, no open arms, in fact, there was no Tom. The lazy bugger had been out on the lash the night
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