Time was when I used to stagger out of Club Dredd at 3am, crawl into the laboratory by 5 and sleep beside a jug of hydrofluoric acid, with a canister of cesium capsules on a shelf a couple of feet above my head, with a physics class in two hours. Or perhaps exhausted, sleepless, badly scratched up and drunk at 11am, with a long drive and half a day
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