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The question is, do I go on one of those old-fashioned solo pub-crawls that used to be a fun (depressing?!) part of single life, do I just sit in the Holyrood and be bored (and drunk), or do I sit in and contemplate my navel (and the fluff therein)? Or a combination of the above? I could always go to the Citrus Club too, for the first time in donkey's years. Anyone got any better ideas?

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Wow! A song brought me to tears! I'm impressed! Now to go out and slay the town :O) (in an alcoholic way of course!)