I remember putting on my favorite black wrap dress and feeling great as I looked in the mirror and put on my makeup. 

I remember meeting my friends at a favorite wine bar a few blocks off Hennepin Avenue. 

I remember talking about my job, a Social Distortion concert, and drinking glass after glass of Pinot Grigio. 

I remember growing more animated and talkative as the evening wore on. 

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