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After Jae finished his drink, he took the Jack Daniel’s from me and took a sip, gasping at the rawness in his mouth. “That’s….” He coughed, hard. “I drink soju, and I think that stuff’s nasty.” “Keep drinking until it tastes good,” I suggested, kissing his temple. “Then you stop. Unless you want to be really Irish, and then you keep drinking until you start telling everyone you love them.
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