Tales from the bar
Tales from the bar
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Mike owned a porn company, nice guy. Though, yes, sometimes he did some heroin. One night, the place is empty, it’s the dead of winter and in walks Mike. He lives three blocks away, but Mike always drives to the bar. Mike sits down, orders a drink, and we all notice that this man should not be operating heavy machinery. By the time Mike was ready to leave, it was snowing outside. Really hard. Like a blizzard. So, I offered to drive Mike home. He reluctantly accepted. We drive three blocks to Mike’s place on Wooster St. We get out of his car, and Mike looks up at all the snow. Then he says to me, “It’s really coming down, man. You want me to give you a ride back to the bar?”