I was THAT American

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“Tonight Raf and I are drinking the last bit of whiskey we bought at a little whiskey shop in Norwich. When we were offered a taste I went to pour it myself and kind of got my hand slapped by the proprietor. Then I pretty much gulped it all down like a barbarian. I was that American.”

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