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If the answer is you, then I wouldn't venture into Bailey's.
It's dark. The only light is put out by the neon beer signs on the wall and the occasional opening of the door to the small patio when smokers go out for a cigarette.
The music isn't bad, that's a plus. I believe there is a juke box so if you don't have quarters you will be at the mercy of those who do.
There's the usual suspects; pool, darts, and a golf game. A very popular golf game, with very very drunk men playing it, razzing one another to the point where you think you might get to see a good ole fashion bar fight, but these guys are pros so it never gets quite that far.
I have no idea what the food is like, but the drinks are cheap, and that's what we were here for.
The service was what you would expect, one bartender who seems to know everyone, she kept the glasses full.
It's fine. It's close, I probably wouldn't go out of my way, but I don't need to.
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