Bar Snippet

switching venues. from a grand, red booth to a dollar-bill-encrusted bar, which held even campari and bourbon alongside cup of noodles. then massive, majestic, yet ripped lantern above cough-syrup-coloured shots in thick, retro glasses. burns my throat before the chinese-plum leftover. friends talk. laugh. billie jean belts out from the garage-sale jukebox.


About gwenamon

bookworm, confidante, creative director, cyclist, global wanderer, music lover, shutterbug, shoe shopper, snowboarder, writer, yoga geek. i'm also a very proud mama of a lil mister named james.
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