The night was very dark. Dark before the sun got up.
The writing was very dull and the brains not bright.
The sun was very bright, but the mind lacking light.
It didn't rain. It didn't snow.
The NonCorrespondent did not go for a half-kilometer jog for the two kilogram butterball on the stomach.
Instead of water, beer's available: a cheap substitute for rotting teeth and brains on CocaCiola and the like. Beer is food and plentiful and available throughout Bohemia and usually, but nto always comes in bottles.
If you're so inclinede, you make take your pitcher to the neighboring pub and bring it home full of frothy, bubbly beer. It's your choice. Amber, gold, ruby, black or light-- it's your choice. Lager or ale, wooden cask or metal keg-- King or Archduke, horse or knight, no matter what--the choice is right.
So for all seasons, weathers and hours, beer's always cheaply available.



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