As a boy growing up in Louisville, Kentucky I was surrounded by numerous vices. Back in the early eighties the city was known for horse racing, cigarettes, whiskey, and weed. If you wanted to get twisted it was the place to visit. Toss in the local Fall’s City Brewery, plus the fact that the bars did not close until 4 am, and the town birthed many a hazy mornings for me.

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