Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede. — Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede. — Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede. — Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede. — Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede. — Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
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Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede.

— Jay McInerney, Bright Lights, Big City
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