Drinks are fairly cheap, service isn't bad, but NO TANKS. WTF. This place acts like its some 5 star restaurant. It's a bar with hermit crab races, guys who vape, and essentially a large communal urinal that doubles as a piss river.
The one time I was allowed to wear a tank the bouncer said "I'll allow it, but I don't like it" and then would stare me down every time we walked past me.
I can't help it that my vascular arms just look so good in a tank top. It's really a shame that my people continue to be discriminated against and this establishment facilitates it.