I have known many a bar, and the best of them all pour their liquor down the same old road; sometimes cobbled sometime paved sometimes not a road at all; promontory sands can lead the way or the quayside timbers of harbors and bays.
Same old friends on barstool watch, in each bar called by a different name. Same good lies on leader lines; same old jokes with an accent change. Each of us cut from the same sail cloth.
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The dodgier bars of my distant past I have now put behind due to my age, but I got my memories just the same. Been there, done that. Thanks for the memories! s