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>working as photographer in nightclub
>leave work one night, after having more than a few drinks (free pints on the job)
>walk past post office
>rear gate is open
>decide to go in and take pictures
>go round a corner, next to the employee bathrooms there's this big telecoms tower
>hear someone go into the bathroom
>hide behind a corner
>after I'm sure he's gone I decide it's time to leave
>walk out towards gate
>it's locked
>fuck
>attempt to shimmy up a telephone poll next to a wall and hop in to an alley behing the building
>this proves harder than anticipated
>fall 7ft to the ground, land on my left hip
>camera bag is on my right side, no damage
>call my friend
>he knocks on front widow, security guard comes to let me out.
>fucked up for the next two days, muscle aches
The pictures I got fucking sucked. Deserved it though.
