[Jimpink]

So we've been staggering around Berlin's dive bars for aaaaaaages!
Lost count of my...hic...alco-ma-hol...intake. BBBBBBUURRP! Well...hic...er...we have to settle somewhere to let some of this soak in so I've ran into this proper shady, dirty, shitastic dump of a place mainly because there are bands playing. It's ropey inside and out so Wolka deems it necessary to act as unofficial bat bouncer just to make sure no gopniks decide to spoil the fun. I'm already at the bar getting the...hic...drinks in while she uses her powerful peripheral vision to scare of the tracksuits.

"Metal heads and cute girls only! Ooooi! You short cut and sides boy, you can't come in here with ya UNIQLO all over fashion choices! Blyat! Get get, off with you! See this beautiful big wooden batty? Think I can't swing for ya head? Feelin' lucky? Piiiisssh."



I think we're here for a while, the bands are pumping out some cranking riffs, the beer is shit, the toilets are filth and questionably functional and the floor is covered in broken glass. It's going to be a fun night ahead....