After finding myself flat on my back and not recalling exactly what was going on (at 5 in the AFTERNOON), I realized that gay disco brunch with endless mimosas are a nightmare that I will never repeat. It's at Cobalt on the corner of R and 17th, if anyone would like to sample my mistakes. PS I'm in DC.
Lesson learned. Mimosas have been blacklisted.
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