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Blackout: Remembering The Things I Drank To Forget

Posted July 4, 2015

Excerpt: City of Light I’m in Paris on a magazine assignment, which is exactly as great as it sounds. I eat dinner at a restaurant so fancy I have to keep resisting the urge to drop my fork just to see how fast someone will pick it up. I’m drinking cognac—the booze of kings and . . . Read More

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