The Kraken Schlaken
The OFc public house frequented by the yokals on a Friday night.
Coming in from the cold the warm air reeks of old stale beer farts, sweat and cigarette smoke, choaking you on entry like a poltergeist with chloroform.
Princess yoda often found here dancing like Leann Rimes on table tops for loose change. Rumoured to also accept cards, swipe only.