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It is a smokey Saturday evening one autumn night when after a hard day's work you call into a pub tucked away in Central London. It is almost empty the after work crowd have drunk up and are off to home some happy, some not. As you take your pint of IPA you notice a very attractive young woman sitting in a corner alone. She appears to be crying or trying not to, her eyes red and puffy. Her hands are wrapped round a full glass of coke. Give me something strong you order the barman. He jumps too it serving up something strong and very expensive. You walk over to her small table where she looks up. 'You look as if you need this'. Her body is shaking. 'I dont know what your trouble is but I'm here ready to listen if you want to'. Sitting down you wait, the rest of the pub fades into the background. She lets out a big sigh, ' if I tell you you'll think I'm all manner of fools'. She straightens up wiping her tears with a handkerchief . Well, she downs half the drink in one go. 'What can i tell you'.