i swear A.Mc should compile a hitlist of his stockholm finds. the boy's got a knack for sussing out the gems just about to make-it-big, sort of like cameron in there's something about mary. le bar rouge was no exception and he apparently stumbled upon it while playing tour guide to a friend! quiet evening out, just the few of us all cosy in a plush red booth seeking refuge from the wintry cold.
and, they've got the coolest contraptions! see the old school telephones? you can dial the extensions at the other booths. perfect for eavesdropping or interrupting a friend's budding romance. not that we do that, of course, we just accost the almost-couple in the street and tailgate them to the tunnelbana. mature, i know.
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