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The eighties were a great time for me. I had a wine bar and was stripping and doing porn, Also drove a lotus esprit.
Then came the crash. And boy did I get stung, even managed to lose my family home in Italy, Gee my family were so proud of that.
Well at least I had a good run for a while.
Now I am a succesful porn producer, In as much debt as a small african nation, stressed everyday, and parts of my body hurt now that never used to.
But cna't really complain, I am alive and healthy and working. It's a good life.

Didn't take too much of a risk, but got ripped good and hard. Along with the crash at the same time, too many bullets to dodge in one go. shame though. Because up till then I had tried to do everything right.

"I had a wine bar and was stripping and doing porn, Also drove a lotus esprit."

Nice one! I can identify with much of what you are saying here, Marino. It was an exciting time, anything seemed possible, things were moving. I had a succession of Rollers, Mercs, Range Rovers, Porches and Beemers and was doing OK supplying dream cars (Kerbside Motors) to entrepreneurs and small businessmen who suddenly found themselves to be moderately minted. I can also dig what you?re saying about the current state of affairs - the stress, the debts, the aches and pains (ouch). Like you though, I'm not complaining too much. Things have turned out a lot better than I expected ? looking back from the perspective of a 1970?s council estate youth with minimal qualifications and no encouragement (from parents, teachers or peers) to strive for anything better.


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