Max & Lily

Let's Begin Again - by Kris Dresen
#027 September-ish, 1997
I was never one for bars. Back then they were smokey, sticky, and loud. These days I’m still taken aback when I get home from a bar and I don’t smell like a million Marlboros and feel the need to rinse the sweaty, beer-soaked disappointment of the crowd from my skin. I’m the person who, if you try and buy her a drink, will say no thank you. (Did you know that people don’t take kindly to that? Go figure.)The one time I spent an entire date at a bar, she smoked a whole cigar on a dare. (Not my idea.) She succeeded and was quite pleased that she didn’t get sick. Not high on my list of great nights out. Plus, I went home reeking of cigar. :::cough:::

#027 September-ish, 1997

I was never one for bars. Back then they were smokey, sticky, and loud. These days I’m still taken aback when I get home from a bar and I don’t smell like a million Marlboros and feel the need to rinse the sweaty, beer-soaked disappointment of the crowd from my skin. I’m the person who, if you try and buy her a drink, will say no thank you. (Did you know that people don’t take kindly to that? Go figure.)

The one time I spent an entire date at a bar, she smoked a whole cigar on a dare. (Not my idea.) She succeeded and was quite pleased that she didn’t get sick. Not high on my list of great nights out. Plus, I went home reeking of cigar. :::cough:::

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