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Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Greg Bruce.

Welcome to the show.

The London Truth Injuring venue, the so-ho theater located beneath the streets of Soho in the

Indigent People District where you're likely to meet anyone and everyone out here on the streets

and anything is available at any hour, quite frankly here in Soho. That's what makes it so very exciting

in the pulsing, throbbing heart of London.

There's restaurants nearby and there's shops and there's drugs and it's all yours.

The minute you want it, this is the smartest book in the world event and podcast as well as a smartest man in the world

and I can't tell you how proud and how moved I am that this many people would come out on the Sunday afternoon

to talk about my book. You can't imagine how intellectually dwarfed I feel being in England and having written a book.

In America, I'm fucking smart.

In England, there's people running like street cars who are smarter than me and can go on mastermind and kill it.

I don't know what my specialist category would be. Obviously I do baseball but I don't want to bore you with that because this is England

and you still call it rounders and I don't blame you for that at all.

It's a Sunday afternoon crowd for those of you listening out there in Proopcastland and you might want to do it

the Sunday afternoon crowd is doing here at the Soho Theatre which is drink on a Sunday afternoon.

It's just turned five here and the sun is probably over the yard I'm somewhere.

Certainly dawn is breaking elsewhere on earth and it's a perfect time for beer really because

as I've said before in the show mornings are harsh birds chirp the sun comes up you have to deal with a ton of shit.

Sometimes there's a counterpillar outside your window you know you miss your bus you made tea but you didn't like the tea you make

and you have a disappointing breakfast and nothing is worse than that but I don't think beer ever disappoints us a breakfast.

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