She was on the rim of civilization, entering, as Spurlock was on the rim, preparing to make his exit. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. Alcohol— would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against the laws of gravitation, you might say.
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