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After a lengthy post-beach nap, I headed out to Williamsburg to some bar (because a band was playing? Someone was DJing?).
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Hahaha.
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After the last contestant sang, the judges went off to confer on the winner and I headed away from the stage to a little nook in the front corner of the bar to see what Brooke, Casey and Ryan were up to.
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This is how Brooke rolls: Tiny dog in one hand, Old Crow in the other.
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Turns out they were rocking the fuck out with Leroy...
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Brooke packed up Ryan's bass and then subtly signaled to him that it was time to go home and "take care of business."
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Brooke and Ryan getting down.