Asia Noir: The Black Bar

Shall I venture into the Heart of Darkness … where 3 jaded hookahs of differing exotic flavors sit at the bar, waiting for a hosepipe and a light.

Giggle Gas: bring your rubber refills into the bar and they fill ’em up for a fee. No excuse to not have a good time here. Me, I stick to the hard stuff: “Another Saigon Special beer, thanks barkeep.” That’s how I roll 😎

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