dive bars

If you’re not close to one of these, then go explore the dives in your city!
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Just like with other types of bars and cocktail dens, dives have a range, and we celebrate the full spectrum. So read on
Juarez, Mexico use to be pretty raunchy. When we began going at 17 or 18 years old, the main strip (Juarez Avenue) was made up of bar after bar; it was a 3 lane, one-way street lined on both sides with flashing neon signs and rhythmic beating from speakers pointed out to the street.
The old English dude, his arms have badly drawn tattoos on them, sailor type things, fading anchors, he sinks deep in his Guinness, and yells out, "You wanker!" at no one in particular.
You know it's too late for civilization when tennis and pornography get mixed up in bar talk. Way too late. But it's not over yet.
But this turned out not to be such a good conversation starter. One can always drink alone, I say Then one doesn't drink
Take me far from the madding crowd. Business is very, very slow. No flocks on the pasture. Is there such a thing as a beer shepherd? A romantic figure wandering the streets with a crook, herding drinkers into the bar. I must be to blame for this barren scene.
Tramodol came in. He looks good in a suit. He handed me a copy of Don DeLillo's, White Noise. "Read it," he said, strongly. What are the side effects of reading this? I wondered.