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Those are fictional characters any coincidence is merely lucky
Every other Tuesday we gather in a West Village bar for what we call Drinkers With a Writing Problem. We sit around in the back room, laugh our asses, and drink beer, wine, and whisky with a somewhat reckless abandon. We also, on occasion, read some of our stories and critique each other’s writings.
This is an old story that I ended up reading this week because… Actually I have no idea why I read this except I thought it was funny at the time.
So, here’s a glimpse into our dirty little circle of New York Writers and perverts.
