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Martinez Coctail Bar
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"...ma mi piacerebbe se fossi un pò piu alto di posizione, più nel centro, e un pò più lontano dalla linea della finistra alla tua destra, e senza la testa dell´uomo a sinistra :D"
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Kat at the Bull, Whistle & Garden of Eden Bar in Key West Florida. Kat is a great bartender and became a very close friend
A quick visit to RSPB Lodmoor and we had some great views of Bar tailed Godwits. Great to compare with the Black tails!
Esquina de mi barrio, viejo Bar y Almacén, su propietario de apellido Salomón. Fue refugio de muchos cuentistas que mientras degustaban sus licores agrandaban sus hazañas...
I worked in several bars, putting myself through school, then just making a living.
I learned a lot about people and what kind of person I wanted to be. I liked it. I liked the people I worked with, the people I met. Most of them anyway. It can be dangerous, it put me in situations and brought out parts of me that scared me sometimes. But that's probably part of what I liked about it.
You see everything there: love, death, loneliness, sex, joy, rage. It's extreme. Life, distilled.
Computationally designed jewelry. Made with Processing + HE_Mesh + OpenSCAD. 3D printed in Gold Plated Brass.
"That's a fuckin barry song like!" "You'll get wheeled in front of a bus ya cunt." Banter was edgy and bitter. The regulars acted like siblings who've grown sick of one another a long time ago. I found the pub itself to be unexpectedly pretty. Faded, but sure of itself, self-contained like a story. Towards the end of the night, a man who was alone at the bar, deliberately poured his pint onto his lap. When he'd gone, we speculated why. A Whiter Shade of Pale played on the jukebox. "We skipped the light fandango - Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor - I was feeling kinda seasick - But the crowd called out for more - ...She said, `There is no reason - And the truth is plain to see.' " (Jonny)
The view from the window is entirely filled with the off-white of Chancelot Mill, and as the buses go past can only see the top decks, lit up and steamed up in the rain. All night the landlady goes to the jukebox to put on Annie Lennox songs, which becomes quickly tiresome. I sit with my back to the bar, so I just hear a sudden dripping, as the man sitting at the bar apparently pours his entire pint into his lap. I don't turn around. Outside I shelter under a black canvas awning, and look up to see the light showing through miniscule holes, like tiny distant stars. And coming back in, I suggest that I've never seen such heavy rain in Edinburgh. But with hindsight, I was being over-dramatic. (Cai)
A hidden gem, rough diamond like! The interior is a conceptual mix of 60’s/70’s/80’s empire building, albeit on a small scale. The era’s clash with all the joy of exuberance. You can almost forgive the interior colour, let’s call it salmon, for being forward thinking. The jukebox is modern though offering up thousands of tunes and plays constantly-some top tunes being played from the aforementioned eras by the way. The clientele all seem to be edgy and downtrodden. Their dialogue is salty and brash. Interestingly the bar lady could be my well groomed auntie, hapless in her circumstance. The view from the window is onto one of Leith’s famous landmarks, the Chancelot flour mill. Cai drools at its beauty and magnificence. The evening concludes with a guy at the bar pouring a whole pint of ale into his lap. Would I go back again............hell yeah! (Ian)
My avatar in my (now defunct) gallery in the virtual world Second Life years ago. The illustrations (acrylics and iPad) were by me and the bar code still works taking you to another of my paintings (thanks for the warning). The picture on the right is also a bar code but the original link seems to have been broken.
I realized yesterday that I can mix my favorite drink at most bars. At home I mix fruit juices 50/50 with sparkling water, and bars have soda water on tap - and juice. The bartender called it a "grapefruit spritzer" - I like the sound of that.
...the same creeper technique at some place called Brinks Lounge on East Washington. The reflections are great and would be even better if I had brought my regular 18-250 lense.