Slow Down

2:45 a.m. on May 4 “Slow down, man,” says the kid waiting in front of me at the register. The air is fruity and the lights are soft in the Oxford Hookah Lounge. He blinks slowly, giving his eyelids a few moments to travel back up to an inebriated resting position. He’s wearing a short-sleeve, red and black button-up shirt with a dragon on the back. His hair is styled into a little tuft at the front. “Just slow down,” he slurs, like I might not have heard him the first time. *  *  * 3:00 a.m. on May...

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