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Ignore the neighborhood. Forget the live chickens in
the gravel parking lot. Pretend it's not 9 in the
morning as you tuck into a platter of just fried fish
and chips and a healthy waft of thick cigarette smoke.
Churchill's is the center of the universe for ex-pat
Englishmen who must see their hometown soccer clubs
persevere in weekly matches. Nothing else matters -
just the match and the good company of like-minded
fans. |
