Savage
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Augustus 'Gus' Savage jnr. abruptly awoke one morning from a fitful alcoholic slumber to find himself lying - still in his clothes - on the floor of a strange room.
Startled, he sat bolt upright.
"Where the f**k am I?" he thought to himself. "And how the f**k did I get here?"
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