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By the following summer, the rut was
returning, and it seemed that everywhere I looked
there was a bar that I had not hopped. This
would not do.
I announced to my drinking buds that there was more
Hopping to do. The list of virgin bars was too long to
ignore. By now, my primary buds, B & J, began to
accompany me and we became like Arthur's knights, questing
for the Holy Grailful of Beer.
The second 100 bars took a leisurely 123 days.
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