There is just something so quintessential about being 21. It's like the perfect age when your perfectly young and old at the same time. You can vote, drink, gamble but the obligations of age still haven't caught up.
Went out earlier this week, for a friend's birthday. The first four hours of this friend's birthday, to be exact. We went to this place in Greenwich Village called Down the Hatch. From the outside it was definitely the sketchest place ever. But once inside, it was just like the most perfect bar I'd ever been to. Like one of those bars that you love just because of the memories you made there. It's dirty and ugly and dark, but the moment's shared just make it the best place in the whole world. I would definitely go there again. Not to mention that every night is basically happy hour. lol.
The crowd isn't all that great. It was actually pretty empty, but had the best time anyway. Between the beer pong and the random other bar we went to and tequila shots, I think it was good night :)
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