i wish i saved all my typed up drunken weekend stories.
there was the time my friends and i slept in the elevator lobby of an apartment building, the time we got drunk on the cliffs in fort lee over looking manhattan (ok that was many times), the many closes shaves with the police, club nights, random people's houses, random places and events.

those were some good years. still wish i lived back in jersey...

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