The executions themselves could last hours from start to finish, with the condemned often driven in a cart through throngs of onlookers, as if he or she was on a parade float. Sometimes they stopped off at pubs along the way, where the giddy public got many a condemned man drunk before his ultimate demise.Would you wanna be drunk for this? Or would you wanna milk every last second with sober clarity?
I think for my final moments I'd choose the latter; the former I'll happily do for all the previous days.
Meanwhile, please enjoy my favorite slice from Nuggets!
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