Fake ID
It began in year two at university, 19 years old, in a college town with a major downtown bar scene. Cue roommate from Brazil with fake Brazilian ID who has phenomenal photoshop skills. With some Italian in my blood, I looked like I could pull it off.
Scan ID, change picture, change names, add my signature and there we have it: a fake, foriegn ID that bouncers rarely know any details about. Every week for two years, I went downtown as a Brazilian 22 year old and met a huge variety of people (some knowing my secret, some not).
With an atrocious Italian/Russian accent, sprinkled with some foreign style, I could go downtown and live a second life where I wasn’t myself or even American, but a foreign exchange student ready to enjoy some beer. Story credit: Reddit / certifiedostrich