Chicago people will know what I mean. Years after the one in Chicago was terminated, I discover a new one, much the same, except the beer is cheaper, in the wilds of Virginia. Granted, there are savages wandering by on the sidewalk in nomadic herds, but they're actually more docile than the average psychotic homeless person.
The difference between a nomadic savage and a homeless person is that the nomad is going somewhere.
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i was just sentimentalizing about that place last night..
It's shockingly like the old Dodger, even including the dance nights, cheap PBR, and tatted out girls behind the bar.
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