Beer, Feet, and the CTA

Beer, feet, and the CTA

Ben brought a 30-pack of ironically cheap beer to Pete’s party last weekend. The beer doubled as a footrest for the Blue Line leg of the trip. Margaret took the photo. I’m wearing the Pumas, Ben’s sporting the Chucks.

Memo

From: Digestive system

To: Aaron

Do not eat burritos from 24-hour Mexican joints on consecutive nights.

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