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Anthony flopped down into the chair in front of his, for lack of a better word, student and tossed onto the table every book they needed to make sure she aced her quiz the next day. Granted, he was a little buzzed, despite it being only about 2pm, but it was better, he figured, than showing up hungover. And he worked better drunk (or so he kept telling himself). “Do you remember what we went over last time?” he asked.