Back when I had the stamina to dance all night, the ignominy of the night bus home – and in later years, searching out the sunrise glow of a taxi – was a guaranteed fast-track from rapture to despair. A pity that those Soho dives hadn't thought to add hotel rooms so that I only needed stumble to the top of the stairs before collapsing into bed.
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