where should I start? I went in on a Saturday afternoon. There was a tall skinny man with a ball cap on who was very obviously tossed and seemed to be on a mission with his blonde girlfriend to be in charge of the bar. They were regulars without a doubt. She controlled the music while he staggered around making sure everyone was in check.
I ordered my drink, a Manhattan, which tasted like southern comfort and coke, what a drag. They charged me $6.50.
I didn't even finish my drink because the blonde older lady started crying like a little girl looking for her boyfriend. What a waste of my life and time. Don't waste your time.
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