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I hadn't imagined the day was one of any given exceptionality. In fact I had simply decided to go out for a couple drinks. The bar was a cheap sleezy pool hall with a known reputation of unpleasantness. The first step through the door was like walking into a room just after a badly financed porn shoot. Sweat, beer and the simple yet pungant oders that screamed "get out if you don't want syphalis" perverted the air around me. I remember smiling the second I walked in. I was alone and the band playing was one featuring a former Ms. Teen New Jersey who was blatantly lied to in terms of her ability to sing in a heavy metal band. This was clearly a place for fallen dreams and those who cut their feet walking on the shattered remnants.
