There was this dive jazz club in the basement of a high rise up the street when I was in school, liberal carding policies but a two beer per hour per person minimum or you had to go. the waitress would walk around a pick up your bottle to make sure it wasn't empty, but let you slide if she liked you. you could get a spot on the stand and sit in with some amazing players down there if you kept coming back. we always did.

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