Day 676, It's like The Leadmill

Another spurious link to a photograph.

It's not exactly like The Leadmill.  The venue where you would get sticky arms from the beer covered stone bar, where you could actually buy real beer, and where one of those real beers was the ridiculous Theakston's Old Peculiar.

So really it isn't at all like The Leadmill.

With the heat, the flies, the incessant drumming.*

But it is sort of like the toilets of The Leadmill circa 1986.  Men and women using the same facilities, and the occasional unisex vomit fountain.**

As civilised as it gets.***

* I may have imagined the drumming.
** Except without the unisex toilets.
*** I said it was spurious.

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