The bartender was a young girl whose name was "Chicken." Â I'll spare you the story but trust me, it wasn't pretty. Â There was a dance floor in the corner with a stripper pole in the middle of it. Â Chicken told me it gets plenty of use around 1:30 in the morning. Â
There are the usual pool tables and video games. Â The entire place looks beat up and run down. Â Chicken told me that some nights; I mean mornings, patrons need to step over bodies to get to the bathrooms.
Is case you can't tell this place screams dive bar. Â You sure aren't coming here for the atmosphere, or the conversation, or the top shelf drinks, or you get the idea. Â This is a hard place for hard drinking and that's about it.
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