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Funkiest spot in town—at least in the smell department. Our fraternity basement was Bliss Soho compared to this joint. Décor looks like the rec room of a pedophile uncle, polyester vibe makes us feel itchy and flammable. Seventies suburban meets urban angst over cheap beer. PBR marketers lurk in the corners, researching their target audience. Cost-effective way to get wasted while waiting for a table at Schiller's. Do not touch any surfaces.
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