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The bars in my college town were 20+. Funny story, there was a bar called "The Pace" (actually it was Change of Pace, but I don't think anyone would have known what you were talking about if you said Change of Pace)...the bar was owned by the city Police officers. Easiest bar to get into with a fake (no personal experience, but I did see some pretty bad fakes other people had), and easiest bar to get a drink in underage, except for maybe the Two Dogs shot girls.
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