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I’m 21 years old, a senior with nothing to do, so I go to bars. I’m not necessarily saying I drink much at these bars, I’m not necessarily saying I don’t. Sati’s, Devine’s, Alivia’s, these are all bars I know. These are bars most Dukies know, where you’ll find them Wednesday through Saturday, celebrating and mourning their last months of college (or, for those lucky ones, junior year).

Fullsteam, Motorco, Whiskey­—these are also bars I go to. They have that “hey, this is our place” vibe that is just screaming trendy, and that might be why I love them, apart from the normal Duke haunts.

Tuesday nights at Motorco you can go and hang out with local artist King Kenney while playing board games and Nintendo. Last time I went I learned that I might be better at Jenga than computer science, major or no major.

Any night at Fullsteam you can buy a beer that’s brewed literally 15 feet away. Combine that with a ping-pong table and a jukebox for an instant good time.

And any night at Whiskey I’d be lying if I told you about, as it’s 23 and up, so really this one isn’t our place at all. But that just makes me want to go there even more, of course. I went once, but I got kicked out for being of legal age to drink instead of legal age to be good enough for Whiskey. That said, my two minutes there were two of my most glorious before the security IDed me. (Note: I said security, not bouncer—places this classy don’t have bouncers).

If you want to call Shooters your bar, that’s cool; if you want to play a legendary game of Connect 4 while providing a stimulus package for the brewery you can literally see, that just might be a little better.