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A Day in the Life of Someone who had it Coming to Him

I try not to hold grudges, even towards people slugging me. There’s not much point. But sometimes, I succumb to the feeling; like after the time in the Lotus pub when I tried breaking up two guys who were about to go at each other with broken beer bottles. Hell, I was seventeen, what did I know? Up until then, I’d never been whacked on both sides of my head at once. Wisdom, said Hemingway, is a hard bought thing.