No Diving No Horseplay.

Ms. Heather Lake kindly points out the continued spate of venerable, working-class, elbow-to-elbow San Francisco dive bars that are disappearing at an accelerated rate, and that doesn't bode well for the majority of us.  A bar of character is a terrible thing to waste.

From the “Old time bars closing only to be replaced by douchey Edison light bars patronized by tech bros” department:


The Tenderloin's Club 21

And the Mission's Lexington Club

Which reminds me... I was dancing in the lesbian bar...

"The bar stools propping up a twenty dollar whore,
Recantin' recitations from a lonesome tale of yore

for a while...
At the Starlight Lounge..."

Linkey-Loo Robot -

AJC