Sobering up

How can we reduce the harms of alcohol in the land of the six o'clock swill?

Jake sits large in a neat waiting room chair — unfinished tattoos snaking around his limbs and up beneath his chin, leaving the impression of a human sketch pad.

Even the tenderest patches of skin have been marked. An enigmatic number 4 is etched beneath his left eye. ‘Such is Life’ around his neck.

He gestures to the sun-lit patch of grassy riverbank visible through the city buildings on the other side of the road. “That’s where I used to drink. Down where the benches are.

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