1/8 draft
“Put me in a suit and tie. I’ll ride the metro with the other civilized animals. No more a DRAFT animal am I.”
One week later….
“Wait a minute. This is not the freedom I thought I was looking for.”

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PS There was no one to DRAFT going my direction on the Metropolitan Branch Trail.
PPS I also took a photo of one of the breweries with DRAFT beer I passed for the bingo game, but this meaning felt more fun.