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Tony Soprano said the lowest form of conversation

begins with the words “Remember when?”

But, remember when we sat down at the bar

in Park Slope to plan our intervention for Emily

and were served the best beer we ever tasted?

Sour cherry beer, like a Neil Diamond song

that’s what we drank that afternoon filled 

with possibility. We never followed through

on the intervention, and since that day 

that beer has remained elusive, though 

I still search, thinking of you with every 

sour beer I order, for better and worse 

and everything in between.

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