They say that the first stage in treating addiction is acknowledgement. Well, here goes: I am an addict!
Now, you won’t find me meeting strangers in a dark corner of a pub to get my fix or walking around babbling incoherently to myself, well…. at least not before 9pm on a Friday night; cue nervous laughter.
No, my fix comes from cellar doors, auctions, and sometimes a nice chap from a transport company who delivers my candy.
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