It smells like shit inside. Depending on their moods (or degree of sobriety), the bartenders may or may not be assholes. And the patrons could all very well be obnoxiously drunk before sundown. But you won't find a cheaper stiff cocktail or a better handpicked jukebox in town. Hanging out at this bar requires a certain degree of moral flexibility. If you're somebody who can look past the aforementioned flaws, the regulars will eventually warm up to you. If not, you'll probably never come back.