This Is This

I feel sorry for this guy. He is very quiet, and in the morning he reads the sport pages and talks to anyone as long as it’s about football. I think he works for the Football Association, because he’s got their logo on his bag. In the evening he sometimes drinks from a plastic bottle in a paper bag. It’s probably the place he feels least ashamed of his habit. He has an image to uphold at work, he can’t be home late because his wife will think he has been drinking again, but he is least bothered about feeling humiliated in front of his commuters. Poor bastard.

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