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"...it's love and darkness and my sidearm..."
Grew up Protestant (German/Danish and Scot/Welsh) on an Irish-Catholic block back East. Neighbors owned the tavern up the street. In those days, there were separate doors for the men and for women/families. All of the amateurs would come out for St. Patrick's day; the 'real" Irish got their drinking in early and went home!
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