Divey, small place, homemade look. And it has skee ball tables. I don't know why, but I like that. I'm now in the market for some skee balls and a case. You know how badass pool players walk in to a place with their own stick and case, and you know they are a bad mofo? Well that's gonna be me with skee balls at the Sanctuary. I'm thinking a mahogany skee ball with inlaid brazilian walnut. Also probably a skee ball that is actually a real crystal ball from a gypsy I killed for no reason and there's a little bit of her blood on the skee ball. This lets people know I came to win.
Anyway, the bartender was chill, friendly, and served us right away even though I didn't have a beard. Note, 78% of male patrons at the Sanctuary have beards. If you want to fit in here, grow a beard. If you can't grow a beard, dress like a woman. Everyone is drinking heavily here, and if you wear a short skirt, people won't notice you are a man, and they will still like you even though you grow facial hair like a bitch.