Marty Armstrong
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The bar is bustling with men. The sounds of clinking glasses, drinks pouring, and sports fans in an uproar around the TV filled the air.
Marty was sporting a wicked hangover from excessive drinking, but hey? What else was he going to do to take the edge off? Life was hell.
Marty, under the influence, took another shot of whiskey, red in the face and laughing heartily with no joy behind it.