Local before arrival
A bar that smells of sweat, testosterone, gasoline, and oil—a bar for manly men. The cigarette smoke has unfortunately been replaced by a fog machine since the authorities banned smoking here, too—depriving the rocker bar of some of its edge. Judging from the many bras hanging over the bar, women will occasionally peel off a layer or two here, as well. It’s also demonstrated by the pinup girls in the Sehnsucht calendar, available at the bar.
