Tucker Cummings

Chapter 84: Dive Bar

In Uncategorized on March 25, 2011 at 1:37 am

There’s nothing quite like a frosty pint of McIlhenny’s Wild Scallop at the end of a crap-tastic day.

I’m in basement bar, a hole-in-the-wall that serves 4 beers, 6 whiskeys, and 1 type of cheeseburger. There’s a definite stickiness to the tiles beneath my feet, and the polished wood of the bar isn’t much better.

It’s perfect.

You’d think a girl my size would get harassed more here, but no one looks up in this bar. Everyone’s got a deep, longing stare for their pint glass. Even the bartender never meets my eye when I order and slide my bills across the bar.

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