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When I was old enough to understand words like 'cirrhosis’, the damage was already written in the yellowing of his eyes, as the holiday smell of alcohol had stuck to him for years aplenty. The final time I saw him on his feet was under the glow of the market tree lights, sweating and shivering, insisting via slurred jokes that he was fine while Mum pleaded with him to go to the hospital.

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