Fresh from Raffles Karaoke, the post-exhibition party moved on to Johnsons Cocktail Bar for some Jager Bombs and dancing to some middle-aged soul + R'n'B. Of course, this was appropriate considering I turned forty four at midnight. Bring on the arthritic moves. Did you know that the writhing disco-midget, Prince No-Name has had a hip replacement?
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