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It’s been 30 years this month since I last touched alcohol and I still can’t face the prospect of a social event without drinking.
Other people drinking, that is. I’m terrified by the thought of going back on the sauce again, but that doesn’t mean I want to hang around with teetotallers who’ve never had to apologise after a party or suffered an apocalyptic hangover.
That’s what keeps me away from the drink: the biological penalty
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