American Pie
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Last published Fri, Jun 28, 2019
June 28, 1969,
Noah was working his way around the bar, swirling past other drunk men. He shot a cheeky wink at a cute dirty blond with curly hair as he stumbled by. The man blushed and looked down at his drink, which only made him even more adorable. Sipping his cocktail, Noah drunkenly plopped himself down on a stool next to a drag queen.
Then the music stopped as the lights came on. It was so silent Noah could hear his heart beating as he looked around in confusion. Patrons stood up and quickly slipped out the back as multiple men wearing dark blue uniforms busted through the front doors and began barking orders.
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