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I am writing these lines slightly boozed from the last hours of drinking the Jazz Juice that is served free (!?) tonight at the hostel terrace. I really planned to share some very interesting observations on the shallowness of the no-worries-beach-shopping-looking-hot life in Miami (it really is!!!), but apparently the hostel crew has been veeeery generous with the amount of vodka in my juice (ahm) – so… you will have to wait until tomorrow. But… think of an episode of Baywatch and you have the setting.

Instead here is just a quick alcohol observation for everyone (including parents) – freshly brought to you from the land of freedom;