A blogger for Esquire.com had an interesting anecdotal take on life in Boston the week of the Boston Marathon bombing. Warning: Mild Adult Content
By Dan McCarthy April 19th, at 5:24PM
I’m sitting in a strange kitchen right now, in a posh two-bedroom condo in Charlestown, Mass., with sprawling views of the Boston skyline and the upper deck of I-93. My head is pounding. I’ve already maxed out on the recommended daily intake of Advil, hung over from a long night of upending pint after pint of Guinness at the Warren Tavern down the road—a legendary pub located in the former home of Revolutionary War hero Dr. Joseph Warren, where my dad has been bartending for the better part of 20 years.
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