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faggotsEasy
Published 2013
Faggots remind me of the less-comfortable pubs that are better for it: hard, dark-wood bench seating, whitewashed walls and a low ceiling, a small crackling fire and the low murmur of locals leaning against the bar.
I come alone and like a corner table and a pint of bitter with a pickled egg. The faggots are quietly set down as I read the paper and I’ll probably have to ask for some mustard. Lunch will bring a quiet smile and then it’s back out int
