glug, glug

Its nearly midnight. I'm thirsty so I walk to Washington Ave in south beach; knowing that some liquor store will be open and I can get a few bottles of water. Alas, there she is...the busy all night package store. I walk in, score some bottles and wait behind two to pay. The first gal, pays her way...then proceeds to open the bottle of whisky - and I kid you not...guzzle for a good 10 seconds (that's a long time if you count drinking your glass of water). The next guy (before his transaction is complete) opens his "bud ice" and starts to aggressively sip his beer. South Beach; what a vapid, hollow, empty place it can be.