So, there we were. Rose Street, late Saturday night. We'd just been to see Rich Hall at the Assembly Rooms. We were a bit peckish. There was a Chip Shop.
"Chips?" I said.
So in we went.
"Portion of chips" I said
Portion of chips appears.
"Salt and sauce" I said.
"No sauce" he said
"No sauce?" I said.
"Stag party nicked my sauce bottles" he said.
Edinburgh chips. Salt. No sauce.
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