Miss Sadie’s Speakeasy

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Whenever I consider a time I’d like to live in besides the one I was born into, I always think of the Jazz age. I would have the right to vote (not sure I could get by without that) the ability to get work sparingly perhaps, but work. Oh and the booze and the fashion and the vaguely loose thoughts and morals.

Yep, definitely the Jazz age, and I think I would look for something like Miss Sadie’s for a nightly sip and brawl.

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