
Game 5 ended well for Philadelphians. I walked home accompanied by the sound of happy shouts, cars honking and, well that's pretty much what the soundscape was like. I witnessed this with my coworkers A., M., B. and S. in a bar at the bottom of A.'s apartment building. The name of which I don't think I ever knew. I do know this: the owner, upon the Phillies final pitch, said that if I came back he'd get me drunk...I don't think he would remember me, however, and will not bank on that if I ever return.
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