Small Alcohol
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Small Alcohol is a recurring venue in the Collected Agenda archive, appearing 1 times across 1 issues between October 02, 2024 and October 02, 2024. The archive places it in contexts such as “in Park Slope’s Small Alcohol lowercase a’s ability to save bohemia”. It most often appears alongside Accdntl Dred, Adeline Swartzendruber, Alex Bienstock.
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- Category: Venues
- Mention count: 1
- Issue count: 1
- First seen: October 02, 2024
- Last seen: October 02, 2024
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Related Pages
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- Accdntl Dred (1 shared issues)
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- Adeline Swartzendruber (1 shared issues)
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- Alex Bienstock (1 shared issues)
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- Alex Ross Perry (1 shared issues)
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- Angel Landing Productions (1 shared issues)
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- Annabel Boardman (1 shared issues)
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- Austin Fickle (1 shared issues)
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- Beckett (1 shared issues)
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- Beckett’s (1 shared issues)
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- Bernard Cohen (1 shared issues)
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- Billy Pedlow (1 shared issues)
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- Blade Study (1 shared issues)
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Source Context
Recovered passages from the original issue text. When the raw archive preserved outbound links inside the source passage, they are listed directly under the quote.
Afternoon, I take the B train to Brooklyn to visit the headquarters of a low-alcohol mindful-drinking brand that has agreed to sponsor an event I’m promoting. The subway is late and hot and I am not being paid for this, which I wish I didn’t care about, but I do. I skinned my knees leaving my building this morning, slipped on a discarded bag of Doritos on the doorstep like it was a banana peel and I was a clown, and went reeling into the street, limbs bloodied, a kindly construction crew patched me up curbside and I was sent on my way. Now, on the subway, the bandages are peeling and I am suddenly aware of the pathetically childish nature of it all, the banged-up legs, my starry-eyed faith in Park Slopes Small Alcohol lowercase a’s ability to save bohemia, the ultimate futility of the task at hand, of my genuine excitement elicited by collaboration with brands and pop-ups and new types of drinks in colorful cans. When I arrive, my box of drinks is of course, too heavy to carry, and so I painstakingly push and drag it down the street, pausing at the subway steps unsure of my next move, waiting for perhaps help, although it’s a quiet area and my mission would not look particularly dire to any bystanders onlooking. I turn on my heels quickly. Call a cab home.