We laughed, we cried and we fought. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. O’ the forgotten memories.
Through The Eyes
of A Bar-maid
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By: Mary Theresa Cahillane |
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Copyright © 1987
Short stories, bar jokes, poetry and lots of laughs….. Written by a barmaid, inspired by whiskey, drugs and hangovers Disclaimer: Part fiction / part reality / ....…Partial and particular information because of blackouts, or memory losses, were gathered from police reports. The true identities of characters have been changed to protect the innocent. There may be glitches in stories and possible false accusations. All parties are assumed innocent until proven guilty. Justice for all, and to all a good night. bla- bla- bla- bla- bla- bla- bla. All rights reserved.
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Steve’s Birthday…......6
Closing Time……...7
Noreen the Queen……10
Last Call……….....…… 11