The train glided into Dortmund Hauptbahnhof with almost stereotypical German efficiency. ‘Right oan time,’ smiled Barry looking at his long time friend Sniper. They been on many European trips together and had shared some interesting adventures from Seville to Trondheim as they followed Celtic. Sniper opened his bloodshot eyes, ‘what the f*ck was in that Dutch firewater we drank last night?’ Barry sorted his bag as he replied, ‘Jenever is gin but I only had a mouthful, you tanned the lot...
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