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It was a calm night. Only a handful of customers had found their way into big ol’ Tom’s tavern, just a few people sharing some short episodes of their lives while having a beer or two. That was until a young woman in her mid twenties appeared. Her shaky feet gave away her insecurity. Hesitantly, she was slowly heading for the bar.

“This is the bar. So that makes you big ol’ Tom?” she hastily asked, her voice trembling.

The elderly man looked up while filling a pint for one of his customers.

Once sat down on a barstool, she went on: “Bring me a Whiskey coke. Nah… leave the coke, and fill the glass with just your cheapest whiskey. That’s just for the comfortable buzz. And get me an additional beer, so I’ll have something to drink while I tell every one of you my story!”

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