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African bar has nothing to do with the Warsaw bar "Lavitsky." The bar "Lavitsky" visitor enters the queue gets a hundred, a snack cucumber and disappears. wintours If there must be a second weaving, must again be in place. Hustle and haste, there is no question of cultural life.
My favorite bar in Africa called "Alex". Names are often more playful, "Why not?" "Lost my way" or "Only you." There have been recent signs with a clear sense of the pathetic, "Independence", "Freedom", "racing", etc. "Alex" is a small one-storey building as the restaurant is always finished on a rustic wedding: wintours bright and with exaggeration. He stands in the shade of palm trees plastered with advertisements for Coca-Cola, Shell Group and Martel. Pustovato morning there, but in the evening there is contracted by many people. They sit at tables on the tin tin chair and drink beer.
Beer should be. A lot of bottles and a lot of glasses. Cork ring on the floor. Since traffic jams black farsuhi do yourself wintours a belt that wrapped around their clubs. Farsuha goes, and rustling cork. That rustling in order to excite. Must be jazz. Rock hoarse, husky Armstrong, wheels already so jammed that do not give out tunes, only the hriplotu. But the bar to dance. Nothing that all sit. Look at the legs, shoulders and arms. You can talk, flirt and swear to decide the case, read the Bible or nap. The body is always dancing. Belly swaying, head bobs, the entire bar will wiggle so late into the night.
Second home. In his own impossible to sit so closely, gray and miserable. Baba quarrel snot abstsykayuts angles NO corrugated paper and sings Armstrong. House - a compulsion, and the bar gives freedom. White speck in the bar did not enter, because white can be seen from a mile away. But we can talk about everything. The bar is always a lot of words. Bar speculates argue and philosophize. Bar planted gossip about everything, wintours will discuss, chew, to seek the truth. Everyone comes here to plug his three penny. The topic of discussion is irrelevant. It is important to participate. To comment. African Forum bar is ancient Rome, the medieval town is the market is Parisian wine cellar Robespierre. Here thoughts are born blind or praise znshchayuts. Here or elevate on a pedestal, or with a crash dump on the pavement. If you admire bar - you do a great career, when the bar mocks - you can go back into the jungle. In the vapor of boiling wintours beer, irritating odor in girls, wintours in a strange gurgling tam-tam heard names, dates, opinions and judgments.
Weigh any problems, think, put up the pros and cons. Someone waving wintours hand, a woman feeding an infant for any table can be heard laughing. Gossip, fever and jostling. Here set the prices for their joint night there up program revolution, near someone recommends a good magician, and then say that there was a strike. Everything is in a bar, club, and a pawnshop, the boulevard and the porch, theater, school, pub and meeting, a brothel and a party committee.
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