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| - I wasn't super wild about this bar (it's not on my list of places to go back to when in town), but I had to give it an extra star for the superb job the bartender did handling all of the drunken idiots when we dropped in. Man, oh, man, I don't know how he kept his cool, retain authority, and managed to be super nice and personable, but props to him for real.
My boyfriend and I probably walked in around 1-ish? It was our last night in Cleveland, but we weren't quite ready for things to be over. This was the only place still open in the area.
First things we noticed when we walked in: food and drinks spilled everywhere, knocked over chairs, loud and obnoxious guests. Your typical end of night weekend crowd that you'll find in any city. The bartenders definitely had their hands full and a few of the patrons were completely out of control. In any case, we only had a few beers before we hitched a ride in a cab back to the hotel. You stay classy, Flannery's.
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