5/5 Talvin S. 2 years ago on Google
Where
do
I
start?
Walking
up
Dean
Street
with
packs
of
hoodlums
ready
to
dance
with
the
devil
under
the
pale
Cube
lights
is
simply
exhilarating.
As
you
walk
upon
the
Birch
wood
steps
you’re
greeted
by
smiling
bouncers
with
immaculate
facial
hair.
You
walk
in
and
have
your
ticket
scans
and
go
on
ahead
to
use
the
cloakroom
which
sometimes
has
a
majestic
long
haired
Asian
man
working
there.
You
proceed
to
Bier
Hous,
with
a
rustic
nordic
atmosphere.
The
beautiful
benches
seat
eloquent
groups
of
youth
ready
to
guzzle
VK’s
and
purchase
jägerbombs
all
night
long.
The
wonderful
bar
staff
greet
you,
eager
to
serve
you
drinks
in
a
mighty
old
jiffy
and
your
mouth
waters
at
the
sight
of
your
favourite
spirit.
You
walk
into
Cube
floor
and
gasp
at
the
intensity
of
the
beautiful
light
display,
running
straight
to
the
dance
floor
to
boogie
with
your
companions.
If
you’re
lucky
you
purchase
a
booth
and
enjoy
a
nice
bottle
of
the
finest
vodka
with
mixtures
of
your
choice.
You
run
upstairs
as
you
crave
something
more…groove.
Like
a
school
disco
on
steroids,
groove
is
the
floor
nobody
can
actually
dislike,
you
dance
on
the
disco
floor
and
move
on
to
enjoy
the
last
of
the
rooms.
Curved,
this
floor
is
something
else.
The
music
that
you
aren’t
ashamed
of
enjoying
and
a
nice
graffiti
style
mural
with
luxury
sofas
to
vibe
on
as
you
watch
your
people
dance.
Nothing
compares
to
this
club.
If
you
were
to
wound
me,
I
would
bleed
Cube.
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