Everyone, this is Evan. I have stories, but those are for a later time. Tonight we’re at Bar 10 for drinks and appetizers, a surprise Evan arranged for my visit.
A man who looked just like Ernest Hemingway was just sitting next to me, and yes, he was maybe 55, but if he’d asked for my number, I’m sure I would have given it to him. Evan would have if I hadn’t, so why not?
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