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2:00 PM, October 25th, 2011
The air smelled distinctively like marijuana. The first man I tried to talk to couldn’t remember his last name and he looked like he was under the influence of something. I asked him why he was there. This is what he said: ‘I was chilling in, f—-ing, where the f—- was I—I was somewhere in Manhattan, Starbucks, a mother f—-er comes up and says let’s drink beer.’
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