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The Zoo tavern is a local dive in the truest sense. This is what those young, Capitol Hill dens of fabricated dinginess are trying to imitate, but will never come close. The barstools have seen better days (back when your parents were still carrying fake IDs) and the bar is plastered with a legacy of photo-cutouts covered by permanently sticky glass. The walls are adorned with odd posters and dusty parephernalia. They will only take cash (there is an ATM) and you will only get beer (I believe they have something resembling wine, as well). On a busier night you will find a mixed-age crowd partaking in the many activities this time-worn drinkhole offers. There are several tables, traditional dart boards (score is kept on small chalkboards, but the walls are marked from floor to ceiling), a few pinball and arcade games, as well as shuffleboard. The room is spacious, divided into informal sections, ending in a balcony which offers an elevated view of the crowd. And on a Friday, everyone is either having fun, wasted, or both.
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