The End of Civilization

The scene at the bar tonight: Me: I’ll have a Manhattan. Let’s try it with Stranahan’s. [A nice, local “frontier” whiskey] Bartender: Sure. Bartender tentatively fills an old fashioned with the whiskey and then thumbs through his copy of Mr. Boston…. Ok, now he knows what he’s doing—he looks confident and starts hunting for the vermouth. He looks right at it with unseeing eyes, gives up...

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