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John
Gater walked by the working men's club in Humberstone Gate one morning a few
weeks ago,writes Lee Marlow.
He
didn't go in. "I wouldn't ever go in," he says. He hasn't set foot in
a working men's club for nearly 40 years.
But
the doors were open and he could smell it. That signature bouquet of beer and
polish.

