I arrived at
Punk Rock Karaoke last night shortly after the doors opened, between bouts of rain, and
the bar was the emptiest I'd ever seen it in the two-plus years I've been going there for shows.
"The place is CRAZY empty," I texted
fishnetfatale. "Pretty spooky." Still, I've no doubt I stuck out like a grown thumb amid the few scenesters who were there: in
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