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This isn't a bar. It's not a night at the movies. It's a room full of strangers, Some alone, some with 'friends' We strain to hear one another over radio rock, A wall of dead noise keeps our voices down. Conversation no more than shouts and grins, Awkward and exchanged in haste The stale stick of cheap chicken clutches our fingers, A cajun glow washed down with glances at despondent companions A young girl performs from table to and fro, Four beers here, caesar wrap to go. Eyes are on her; For many in here, some attention is welcome. This isn't a bar. It's a waiting room with nowhere to go - yet. A burned gap in the time, To the next event. Finish up. We're going.
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Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 11:17 AM UTC
Orange Bar
This isn't a bar. It's not a night at the movies. It's a room full of strangers, Some alone, some with 'friends' We strain to hear one another over radio rock, A wall of dead noise keeps our voices down. Conversation no more than shouts and grins, Awkward and exchanged in haste The stale stick of cheap chicken clutches our fingers, A cajun glow washed down with glances at despondent companions A young girl performs from table to and fro, Four beers here, caesar wrap to go. Eyes are on her; For many in here, some attention is welcome. This isn't a bar. It's a waiting room with nowhere to go - yet. A burned gap in the time, To the next event. Finish up. We're going.
Ever been in the kind of bar you would rather not be in? This is a reflection on that.
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Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 11:17 AM UTC
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