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Scenesters blithely bypass this scuffed-wood-floor clubhouse, leaving the slatted benches and stained-brown tables (beneath which pooches parade) to no-pretense—and no–trust-fund—twentysomethings. Shoot the breeze or a game of pool, and leave your bulging billfold at home; Pabst is perpetually two bucks, and 20-ounce Yuenglings are $2 until 8pm.