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| Partying in Hermosa Beach | ||
Monday night in Sept meant Sunday Night Football, so Robert took us over to where he knew we'd have a good time: cheap beer, good food, lots of people. Some radio show was broadcasting live from the bar and even gave us props. |
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| Dom's sister Natalie, who lives in LA, came out to party with us that night. As you can see, no one was feeling too bad. | ||
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Radio guys talking to some famous boxer guy; I can't remember who it was at all. |
Robert, Paul, and Ken on our umpteenth pitcher. | |
Robert, me, Joe, Paul, Ken, Natalie and Renda getting towards the latter part of the evening. At right, Robert shows us his "O" face. |
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| The morning after: Sitting in the lobby of Le Meridian, a hotel we spent far too much time in, the guys recovered from a night of partying. Being one of the elder statesmen of the bunch, I had crashed out around 10pm. These troopers went out and partied all night long. | ||
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