Here are three of the menfolk from my recent adventures. (Hmmmm..... it seems I don't know how to format these things properly.)
He in the green t-shirt is named Tony Lioce and is a bartender over at Vesuvio. He just asked me this morning to go on Yelp to review him... I shall do that anon.
He with his back to the lens is "Mi Bandido Carino," or so I prefer to call him. We were out dancing one night when I took out my camera and asked him to do something profound. He turned his back to me, so I snapped the photo. I doubt he heard me properly.
He in the photo where I look simultaneously drunk and Hispanic (They were technically both the case at the time; though, many other adjectives also fit me as well.) is Tony Mackrell. If I spelled and capitalized his last name correctly I will be completely shocked. The photo was taken moments before we were both dancing on top of the bar at Amante together. I had never seen such a sense of rhythm and balance in someone so drunk before.
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