We used to be the bonhomie brothers to revelry these ghosts of the good Life that now haunt past each other in the street with a gaze averted towards your feet , their spirits and spectres have all been exorcised by a big dry of sobriety which has turned them into normal members of society ; now they they don't strut so proud or shout too loud , now they just shuffle past you with their eyes cowed and heads held bowed.

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