The last night out

The last night out. Old age creeping in. The knees start to hurt now. It’s the last big one before settling for quiet pubs, dinner parties and restaurants. Polish up the anecdotes, savour the slight tinnitus that will never leave, prepare yourself to shake off the last remnants of youth.

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