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January 7, 2006
When it comes to money...
Trust nobody.
My good mate Stephen who was running the pub Soul28 just got severly fucked over by his business partner and uncle.
So he is no longer running the pub. Downstairs from me now where there would normally be decent bands and dance DJ's playing we have in their place a very poor wedding DJ playing all the hits from the eighties and nineties.
Fucking hell. Its like a bad dream. Someone wake me up.
Posted by dottie at January 7, 2006 11:00 PM