When I worked in Temple Bar, I trudged through urine-soaked streets each and every morning.
It wasn’t fun, and I still remember pushing open the gate and door of my office using my foot instead of my hands.
Not being an aficionado of Berlin nightclubs, I had never seen a woman defecate in public until I rented my office in Dublin’s notorious party district. I guess it’s what you call a learning experience.
Even less extreme forms of behaviour – the infamous stag and hen parties for instance – point towards overconsumption of alcohol, but what lessons are we learning? Guinness announced last week that there will be no more……
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