RIP Pryzm: The provincial nightclub is dying – what a loss for youngsters with fake IDs
by Helen Coffey
Jan 17, 2024
4 minutes
I’ll never forget my first time. The rush of adrenaline as he slowly looked me up and down, in my bootcut jeans and a “Nice Top” combo; paused with an aching air of inevitability; asked the question I’d known in my heart was coming.
“ID, please.”
Palms sweaty, I handed it over – the passport with the date of birth that proved the holder was, contrary to her baby-faced appearance, 19 years of age.
The bouncer looked at the picture. Looked at me. Back to the picture. Back to me.
“Date of birth?”
I was ready for this
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