Washed out under the mural.
No waiting at the trough.
One of the skilled barkeep.
Another skilled barkeep.
Barrel vaulting reminiscent of Rome.
Steadying Wena on her barstool at The Midnight Sun, c. 1974.
Wena expounding on the finer points of her Jewish heritage.
Dias Irae. Gin can be a religious experience too.
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