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The Love Brick
Saturday nights in Glasgow are an excuse for the peasant class to throw off the customary restrains of law and morality and vent forth their darker passions in a drunken orgy of felonious glee. After dark, societal norms begin to break down and as I hauled my unruly, Buckfast swilling cargo towards town, the bus radio deepened my anxiety:
Incoming Radio Message: "Central Control to all services in the Castlemilk area, do not go to the Castlemilk terminus, there is a guy at the terminus going bananas with a knife. Control out."
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