It's hard to go to a place when this slob of an old man is always who
greats you at the door. I've been there twice in the last 6 months and
I don't think he has changed his t-shirt, nor even bothered to scrape
the food off of it from his slobber. I do hear there is some good ladies
here, and I mean them no disrespect to them, but with the sight of the
old man ruins any thought of good times that may be had within; the
mood is lost.
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