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Storytime: Thirty some years ago, when I was working at Domino's, we could close that place down at 2am, go to the manager's apartment, drink and eat (and some would smoke), and I'd stagger home (I lived walking distance from his apartment) about 7am, shower, get some sleep and then be back at Domino's by noon to start another shift: ready and raring to go.
Now, if I so much as smell alcohol, I'm hungover and laid up on the sofa for like three day.
POLT
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