Time Gentlemen, Please

An early draft of a story that i’m working on. A lot of the themes that are in this story (derelict boozers, distortions of time and space) and a lot of the descriptions (the seductive cloying smells of the pub) can be seen in other works I have produced, but, I thought this would be nice for a Thursday afternoon. If you’re in the pub reading this, I salute you. I reckon the premise could be turned into a good piece of drama. The story was written after a trip to an empty pub I was priviledged enough to be invited to – there are pictures – but they will emerge at a later date.

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