how i miss those summer days, finishing a handle of Stoli - chased by flaming hot funyuns. who wouldn't miss ending up at jack in the box at 4 in the morning, after sneaking into The W Hotel for some late night underwear-only swim session with a bunch of strangers, whom we met leaving The Transfer. ordering pretty much everything on the menu, with tummy aches and lost cell phones to follow.
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