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I learned a pitcher of beer and cheap burgers didn’t end with one pitcher of beer and good conversation. Not with Hannah. When we got to the dive bar, the owner came out to schmooze her. She was right. He gave off the impression of dirty s*x mixed with stalker. We were shown to a back corner booth between the pool table and the dart games. As dive bars went, it was the prime seating area. As soon as the owner left, she drank the first pitcher.
A second was ordered. When it arrived, she poured a glass for me with the order, “You’re drinking tonight.” I started to tell her that I didn’t drink, but she shook her head. “Nope. I don’t care. Getting drunk is a freshmen right of passage. You get to do it the right way, in a hole like this. Others have to do it in a filthy house party, so drin
