Also kiosks in RESIDENTIAL NEIGHBORHOODS that sold beer and cigs, usually opening at 6-7am. One could stand there on the sidewalk and drink beer, smoke, read the paper, and shoot the shit with the owner's wife (usually a alky hag but whatever). Many sold hot curry/bratwurst too. A godsend on a cold morning.
There often was a small pub inside with a few ancient drunks. No music, just grim drinking and smoking. Not ONE NIGNOG OR WIGWOG IN SIGHT! Fuck.
Also kiosks in RESIDENTIAL NEIGHBORHOODS that sold beer and cigs, usually opening at 6-7am. One could stand there on the sidewalk and drink beer, smoke, read the paper, and shoot the shit with the owner's wife (usually a alky hag but whatever). Many sold hot curry/bratwurst too. A godsend on a cold morning.
There often was a small pub inside with a few ancient drunks. No music, just grim drinking and smoking. Not ONE NIGNOG OR WIGWOG IN SIGHT! Fuck.
Glorious
Glorious
Just typing that out made me seriously depressed
Just typing that out made me seriously depressed
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