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Drinking for the art of it. Sky blue walls, sticky wood floors. Medicine cabinets, old-time elixirs and Andy Warhol's daily regimen of spilled pills. OD on the total randomness: vintage signs in Latvian, antique video games, thigh-slapping, sing-along jukebox. Medicinal drinks are the strong. Quite discovered by the tragically unaffected yet childproof to the loser zombies of 18th street who goosestep past the coolness. Meet others just like you—wear a tie or a hoodie. Whatever.
In four words: Yuengling for two bucks. In more words: ripped-jeans hole in the wall refuses to comb hair or join the lineup of awful Adams Morgan addresses. You'd never guess how many locals come ... read more
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