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When do month old memories that were once black and white suddenly blur to gray? Tuesdays are the hardest days. Strolls down Newbury, North End lunches, and visits to PCCF only to return to Beacon Hill Pub and top the day off with drinks full of cherries. Bonfires on the 3rd, Roofdeck over looking the Boston skyline on the 4th. The fireworks on the top are the best, so per usual, we only saw the ones worth watching. 2 dollar drafts at Sissy K's with the entire USS Kennedy. Lt. Barrios and giving ourselves a personal tour of THE big dig. Lunches on the water and internet boyfriends. Dancing like a five year old in the red room and early mornings on the heroine couch. Entourage marathons. "Sir I will give you 100 dollars for that prime rib." Hoop Fever and the MMM face. The North End Pub Crawl. Roofdeck, Lucca, Bricco. Morrocan admirers and Bartender Boyfriends. Wake and bake sessions complete with sunglasses. Always sunglasses. Realizing that hygene is cool and trips to the Peace Garden. Free Slice Monday at the Pushcart, SOX Sundays and Italian Feasts. Beach days in Marshfield and a complicated canopy. A last minute ferry ride. Banana Boats, Smocks and gaucho pants. Jump on it. McDonald's dollar menu and pitchers of blue moon at Rattlesnake. Lost ATM cards, taxi cab confessions and 5 am sunrises. X&Y. I love yous, how did you beat us homes and are you sure we're not being filmed right nows. Drama and Turtle. Mean girls and Paddy O's Coast Guard boys. Dating the city, swan boats and Peanut. The guy in the cordorouy jacket. Power outages, plastic bag coolers and The Purple Shamrock. "Do you have a crazy ex-boyfriend or something?" The perfect night that was Aug. 11th. Lifeguard chairs and chocolate ice cream. Jimmy Buffet. Reggae night and a last call at the pub that waited for us until 4:30 am. Free lunches from construction workers, Pompeii, and aviators. And it all comes down to beer checkers and pong. Here's to the amazing amounts of laughter and the beautiful people who I had to hide drinks from in the bathtub. I love and miss you all ... more than all the stars. Don't Stop Believing.