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guts and garters

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Thursday, November 06, 2003

What I love about this country is that you can have a racetrack full of people in their best gear, all dolled up, delicate-feathered hats and heels so high they have to be forcibly tied on to prevent broken ankles, but they're still swigging beers from cans.

As a friend pointed out, what can you expect from a country with its most celebrated artwork hanging in a pub?

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