In my neighborhood. I often think about going in or just taking pictures through the window but am too chicken. This picture alone took some guts, especially given how long it takes me to ensure the focus with this sucker. This is the kind of place where you'll get your ass kicked hard by fellas so wasted they won't feel anything you have to give back. I walked by here with my neighbor last week and he mentioned an interest in going inside. To which I replied, There are two things you should know having read anything by Charles Bukowski: Never expect mail on a rainy day, and never get into fist-a-cuffs with a hard drinker.