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September 17, 2007



Maybe I'm a dinosaur, but a mini-bar is a consideration for me, especially on long trips. Sure, I'm charging it back to the client anyway (shhh...), but even when I'm out on my own dime, I'd rather pay $8 for a Heineken than call room service or go down to the bar.

Does that make me an extravagant lush?


By the way, the best stocked mini-bar I've found is Caesar's in Vegas. And only $6 a beer!

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