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weddings aren’t my forte, and bachelorette parties aren’t far behind.  however, when the call of duty arrives, one obliges with trashy lingerie in hand and a hankering to get smashed.  lucky for me, the party was only a short stumble away from barca on capitol hill.  located on the same strip as purr, grey,  and the value village, this venue features scant team barca decor, a vodka bar upstairs, and a severe lack of ventilation.  but who cares about staying breezy as long as theres a bottle of fernet behind the bar.  at the end of the night, i was surprised to find that my three fernet & cokes only set me back $15…i’ll sweat it out in this hipster sauna for a deal like that.

*heart* marks the spot

*heart* marks the spot

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