This must have been at like 1 in the morning, after we got back from ballooning at the Izakaya's. All those times that I had to say no to beer when offered me even though I was so tempted to say yes; times when my mouth was parched from non-stop chitter-chatter to customers to avoid the uncomfortable silence, and seeing the golden chilled beer in mugs the size of pitchers--an untamed beer-addict would not say no. Finally... Yes, finally, I could enjoy a private Izakaya dining.
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