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Jersey Guys
They still have speakeasies in NJ?
Years ago we went back to visit my step-father's family. In the middle of some damn marsh we find his uncle. He's in a hurry to get back to town, as he needs to see his bookie to bet on some horse race.
We're going by some cracker box house and he yells, STOP! Says the place is a speakeasy, as it's daylight and the porch light is on. Go in and there's a mini bar; a 6 pack of beer and bottles of gin, vodka and bourbon (1 each).
I know when I die, the Devil is telling me I'm being sent to New jersey.
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