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February 8, 2003
This bar will never collect character. The latest franchise has moved in. Stained glass lights hang from the black corrugated ceiling. The means of control and regulation remain hidden. Workers wear uniforms, ask how you are doing, no really how, and then walk away to push a touchscreen. The bar surface is brushed copper and beautiful. Brings out the color in rum. On the walls, signs made to look old and charming. An unnumbered hockey jersey. The end of the night, every inch is scrubbed and made to look like every other franchise. Before they leave, workers remove their uniforms.