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At a "Swiftogeddon" club night in Clapham, south London, on Friday night, partygoers admitted they'd spent the day over-analysing everything.

“Once you’ve played next to someone for a long time, you know what they want and what they’re going to do. Until then, it’s about over-communicating everything at the line so everybody’s on the same page.”

They lost everything but each other, and for Daisy’s sake, as much as his own, he has pushed and prodded, eager to get home.

Everything about the cloddish goose-steppers who continue to kill history’s cabarets is inferior to the divine choreography of a Fosse troupe, but such excellence has never been able to thwart outright a triumph of the will.

He therefore gets away with everything.