You can't go a hundred yards without a pick-up point for zymurgic solutions: off-licences, pubs, supermarkets, restaurants. Civilisation is a careful construction for the production and distribution of alcohol.

The stately Votaress, with her towering funnels lost in the upper night, was running well inshore under a point, wrapped in a world-wide silence broken only by the placid outgo of her own vast breath, the soft rush of her torrential footsteps far below, and the answering rustle of the nearer shore.

Ben mort (good vvench) ſhal you and I heaue a booth, mill a ken, or nip a bung? ſhall you and I rob a houſe, or cut a purſe?

There are many desserts at Pastis, all the usual French stuff: riz au lait and crème caramel;[…]And New York City has bistros—uptown and down, tired and chic, old and new, lining the avenues and hidden away on side streets—all sporting battered water carafes and antique Lillet posters, all furnished with rickety tables, all pumping out steak frites and pâtés du chef and crèmes caramels until you fear the city might seize up in one massive coronary.