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At last, you’re safe from the subwoofers, pinheads and NYU scenesters. A forlorn fellow with a guitar case downs a pint while gazing into the light (Miller Lite). A chick straight out of a Katrina del Mar photo shoot blasts the cue ball off the table. Another honky-tonk lullaby begins, and you raise your pint of Bass to this refreshingly inconspicuous little bar.