Came home from Moonraker (God what a dive!) at 3am, lift off Conrad. I danced with Teleri and Linzi. Woke up at 11am, drank cider, popped valium by 2pm. Are my old ways returning? Have I stirred the sleeping wolf inside? Undoubtedly I have, and its like a dear friend returning. A flame igniting my spirit.
And why on earth did I go to the Moonraker last night? Its an utter shit pit. A real dump of a place. It tries to be as glitzy and as VIP as American clubs but fails big time!! The people who go there think they're beautiful and popular, when in truth they're only a bunch of slags and layabouts. Its a proper vile club, filled to the rooftop with wretches. Perhaps I drank today to sterilize myself from its stink.
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