Thursday, April 22, 2004

When a bar dies

It's taken Site Bar a long time to die. But it's suddenly gone from a last flicker of life into a weird, zombie bar.

It's still open - but no one knows why. The bar is empty, the chairs are vacant, and the desperate cabaret stage lies silent, a lone spotlight trained on an empty silver stool.

Steve and I walked in, and the barman looked up, gasping "Customers!"

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