| Comment | The 78 is the undeniable champion of wanky hipster bars.
The air is thick with pretension and beard oil. Like walking into a bar in a western movie, with man-buns. The patrons scowl and you become an unwilling participant in a game of 'who is the coolest'. There are no winners.
The staff, repulsed at the most basic request, react as one would to being handed your own child's testicles.
I avoid it like a doctors appointment to check on a lump in my balls.
6/10
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