Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Being Cool At 17
Nevertheless ... it was a turning point in my life. I won senior superlatives, student council elections and drank heavily at the Raven on school nights. The latter really brought me closer to my new friends.
The Raven was the neighborhood bar. Percy the bartender never checked an ID and even let us come behind the bar to mix drinks.
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