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I like wine. It’s Friday night. 

One wine? Why not?

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday night.

One wine. Why not?

Hey, I only drink at night. 

Well I mostly drink at night and I never drink alone.

Well I sometimes drink alone, when there’s no-one home.

And there’s no-one home. I don’t share my house.

Who are you to judge me Willis? What you talkin’ ‘bout?

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These are the lyrics of Clare Bowditch’s song, Modern Day Addiction, which so beautifully encapsulates the stream of rationalisations ...