Showing posts with label bars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bars. Show all posts

Monday, December 16, 2019

MISTLETOE


There is a tradition at this time of year of hanging a sprig of mistletoe from the ceiling or a doorway (although I haven't a clue about where to go to find some). If a couple passes under it they are supposed to kiss. It's not likely that the bars visited by the Santarchy crew went to the trouble to put some up but a little encouragement from the photographer worked just as well.            



Friday, April 24, 2009

Hard Times

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A bar on the edge of downtown with a strong sense of propriety. Don't you 24 year olds be trying to come in here wearing a basketball jersey and your baggy pants falling off your behinds. And none of that wack crack stuff, either. They call - is it 3-0 or 5-0? - as soon as someone figures out what it means. I got no idea. In any event, it's the perfect place for people of a certain age to relax after they've lost their jobs and homes.

TOMORROW: addiction.


There is a new Arch photo today on GATEWAY.
About time.