First visit to Harry Boland: cool crowd, good beer. Second visit: hoary regulars hunkered down at the bar, unkempt man talking to invisible friend at table next to ours. Nice bartender; okay beer. Guys out front having a smoke yelling, “Hey, where are youse going?” Third visit: might happen if Aji, down the block, is closed.
(FYI, Harry Boland was an Irish nationalist of the early 20th century, cohort of Michael Collins. Lives on in some history books; has name plastered on front of numerous pubs worldwide.)
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