Boynton wrote:
It never really reopened...
It was a sputtering, gasping, choking, smoke expelling dying last gasp of the glory, the greatness, the exuberance, the fame, the pride, where every man, rich, middle class, or poor, ugly or handsome, tall or short, thin, muscular or fat, long haired or bald, old or young was a king, nothing mattered, we were all roaring strutting lions, on the hunt...
The Greatness was waning in 2018, 2019, still quintuple plus plus plus over the so called action that now sadly exists on any given day or night.
There were numerous nights many of us would walk back and forth between the Queen and Sportsmen's, often Pops leading the way, and our problem was the exact opposite of the sad remnants that exist now of the glory we once had, our problem was there were so many astounding amazing hoz to choose from, you were often baffled and just finally picked one and dove in...
Covid dealt the final blow, and many of us who basked in that greatness for years, even decades, we found alternative methods, MP's, on line, regulars, sugar Babi*s...but quietly to ourselves, we shed a silent tear., our rendezvous with destiny had ended..
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