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Anyways, I was new in town. I had been there for 2 weeks and hadn't met anyone or gone out at all, so I ventured out by myself. What's the worst that could happen, right? I had read about Shake, the dance night hosted every Saturday by William F Reed (the kid has dance nights all over town and they are always a blast!), and figured I would hang out at the bar and hopefully come out of there with friends.
At first, I had a hard time finding it -it's not that hard, but it's a bit hidden-, but once I did, I gathered some courage, entered the dive, bought a drink and to my surprise, was UNABLE to hang out at the bar due to the multitude of alcoholics. So, I just stood in the middle of the room, sipping my drink like a douche for what seemed an eternity (like 20mins). At this point, I decided I had two choices: leave or talk to the one girl that had complimented me on my jacket. Defeat was unacceptable, so I went up to her, told her my story and all she said was "you came to the right person". In less than 10mins, debauchery was on its way and I walked out of there knowing everyone, sweaty and bouncing off the walls. SUCCESS!
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I don't recall drinks being too expensive, the place is dark and the shape is weird. There's a stage area for some dancing that I liked and the bartender was cool. He even gave me free drinks.
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