Along with saltpeter. Evil shit. I learned the drink warm tap water. I bought rediculously expensive (captive audience (single package of ramen noodles for a dollar, etc)) instant coffee and had a cup every other day or so.
Well, the place was crowded. We were packed in like sardines. They were all there to listen to the Big Band sounds of Tommy Dorsal. What sole! Tommy was rocking the place with a very popular tuna: "Sal-mon Chanted Evening," and the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers; probably there to see the bass player.
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