The trouble with partying like there’s no tomorrow is that tomorrow always rears its ugly head. Even the most enchanting evening becomes a vague blur when attacked by the persistent blows of reality hammering their way into your skull. In such cases, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure; how fortunate then […]
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