It is Friday the 13th and I am in Finnegan's Wake, a live music venue on Victoria right next to
Espionage. A balding cover band is rocking out just well enough to keep the crowd entertained. Now they are playing that Green Day song about hoping you have the time of your life, except they are giving it a twang. Meghan is here with her law school friends, but I am not feeling particularly social and spend most of the night drinking
Belhaven Best in the little room off to the side. I am savouring the flavour, but not drinking responsibly. By the time
All You Need Is Love is played, I feel like punching someone.
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