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Ahem. I've known, loved and danced drunk to the Pogues since some of you were probably still in nappies. I've seen them live, too - although I admit I was the only person in the building, other than Caitlin O'Riordan, wearing a skirt. (Not that I was the only girl - rock gig-chicks tend to do jeans, you see)
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Out went the candle, and we were left darkling
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