Stopped in here as soon as we touched down in Lawrenceville, out of the creepiest cab ride I have ever been on in my life. To my dismay, the band was super loud and disorienting me when I walked in, turns out they were talking about vaginas to the weirdest crowd ever. I was cool with it then. It was St. Patty's parade day, anything goes I guess. Definitely more of a redneck crowd, which is where my roots lie, so no complaints here. You're usual run of the mill, musty smelling bar. They had Columbus IPA, wet the whistle with that then was on to the next place.
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