Once upon a time, poor people had their own fun cocktail, a delicious, highly-potency malt beverage that tasted like fruit. Then frat boys caught on, one drank too much and died, and now it’s banned. Nice work, dead white guys. Slavery, the centuries-long displacement of North America’s indigenous peoples, and now this.
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