I’m as strong an advocate for ending the War on Drugs as anyone but is the 8:12 to Pheonix Park really the place for it? As the potent waft of cannabis drifts down the tram for the third time this week I’m seriously contemplating becoming Peter Hitchens. Every commute is a snapshot of our country’s fraying social fabric, every night out an exercise in m…
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