Everyone has a favorite beer. mine’s Heineken. To me, compared to other fluids, Heineken tastes like water. It has seemed that way since the first time I tried it.
Zoryg and I were in Chicago, waiting for something, like pizza to be done or our wash to be finished. I don’t remember what. We exited the building and ran straight across the street to a bar. We were in Illinois, so this was practically uncommon. He ordered a Heineken, (because he wanted to chug it probably) and then so did I.
We did a lot of things on that trip.
Things We Forget 
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