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Low life

Zopiclone: drug of choice for monkeys and the French

With 3mg coursing through my bloodstream, I lay back and waited for my central nervous system to shut down

4 June 2016

9:00 AM

4 June 2016

9:00 AM

Hours before boarding the cross-Channel car ferry, I received a text message from the company warning of severe fuel shortages on the other side of the Channel. Nevertheless, it went on to say, for safety reasons the transporting in vehicles of fuel-filled jerry cans was strictly forbidden. Bugger that. I went out and bought two five-gallon second world war-style green steel jerrycans, filled them to the brim with diesel, and concealed them in suitcases.

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