it’s a sultry summer evening. you’re standing in a humid bar. your dearest friends are laughing at a joke you just told. they’re as impeccably dressed as you are. a jazz trumpet blares brightly over the din of the small crowd. finally, you catch the bartender’s eye.

“what are you having, friend?”

you might not realize it, but the choice you’re going to make will say something irrefutable about the sort of person you are.

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