
Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant,
The age discovers he is not the true one;
Of such as these I should not care to vaunt,
I'll therefore take our ancient friend Don Juan
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A hot evening in Seville – and the townswomen are abuzz with the rumour that legendary lover Don Juan's in town. A mysterious figure moves through the shadows, serenading at one balcony, stealing kisses at another. It's true – Don Juan is in town, but he's not quite the dashing young thing he was. He's here for a reconciliation with his wife who's cunningly bought up his debts and is threatening to have him jailed. When a young Don Juan wannabe gets killed by a jealous husband, the real Don Juan decides to let the pretender be buried in his place and retire to obscurity. But life as an ex-legend is not the relief he expected.
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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