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Originally Posted by mojopinuk
Last night, myself and some friends got taken to a bar we had never been before (following the leader, i suppose) and turns out it's a salsa dancing bar. Thats a first for me!
This place is very well hidden, so much so its located on a street im on a hell of a lot and i've never noticed it before and is much more a place to dance than drink, so its more of an arts centre than a bar. This may have something to do with why i kind of just assumed that everyone there was much, much older than us but wasnt really paying attention. I was just sitting, talking, drinking, watching two mates of mine dance with each other drunk, bringing down the tone of the place, and trying to work out which one was meant to be the man and which one was the woman and all of a sudden I realised that the place is FULL with stunning women. I mean, to the fucking brim. It has to be considered to be Newcastles biggest kept secret I feel.
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About 4 years ago I took a trip to NYC for a show. After, I had met a dude at the hotel pool and asked him to buy me some booze. Turns out he was some pro baseball player and he took me to almost the exact same thing you went to. We went to either Jersey City or Newark. Parked down some dark alley and walked into this little hole in the wall spot. It was a little salsa club, but completely packed. He lead me through the crowd, and to the bar. He talked to the bartender in spanish for a bit then they started feeding me tons of booze. I had no idea what I was doing, but was getting down with so many gorgeous Latino girls. I was the only white one there. I will never be able to find that place again, so Ill hit you up if I'm ever in your neighborhood.
Oh yeah: and today sucked I hate the snow.
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