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COVID-19 Diary Comic: Bars I’m Missing in the Holidays

Quarantined away from liquid holiday cheer

Between the Bars

On my last night there Big Brother Zeng, who was normally extremely chill, lost it at a customer.

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The Bar, The Phone, and The Train

This was exactly the soapbox I had wanted for almost as long as I'd been riding Amtrak, my chance to speak to the people about our national rail.

A bar with no name

Pub was unique in that it never closed until the last customer left, as a result of which it was routinely open until 6:00 or 7:00 a.m.