New kid on the bl0ck.

This bar it a total n00b. You know, bars have a sort of personality. Some are tough. Some a posers. Some are, well, lets say inexperienced. Usually, the nature of a bar becomes obvious in the restroom. This one was a real easy one; it smelled of paint. Instead of the thick, unforgiving and unavoidable reek of pee & puke, this one had the fragrance of fresh paint. No wonder I never saw it before, it’s been open for only a week. Waiters are still kind and the cashier is unshot.

The bar is all right, though.