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i just shove a pint sized bottle of whatever i feel like drinkin in my purse..theres a dope little liquor shop on collins ave near like 15th i think...$4 for a pint of cuervo or captain is pocket change compared to the $14 mojito with like --this much-- rum in it at any of the bars/hotels/clubs.
a flask is classy though! my purse bottle...not so classy :-p
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