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I walked past a guy on the way into town who was totally drunk, taking a piss against a wall on the bend of the pavement I was using, which is next to a busy road, so the car drivers had front-row seats of the spectacle. I spotted a huge plastic bottle of cheap cider perched precariously on the top of the wall. Ever since the recession hit, I've spotted a load more drunks in town.
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