2/5 Caelan 9 months ago on Google • 31 reviews
During
the
30
minutes
I
spent
in
this
establishment
I
learned
things
about
the
human
race
that
left
me
sick
to
my
stomach.
We
are
a
vile,
unholy
stain
on
the
face
of
the
earth
and
we
deserve
divine
retribution.
As
soon
as
I
set
foot
inside
the
God-forsaken
premises
of
the
Lime
I
encountered
the
strangest
human
being
I
have
ever
seen.
A
hideous
creature
waiting
near
the
entrance
on
a
chair.
I
picked
up
on
the
questionable
vibes
and
tried
to
steer
clear,
but
there
were
many
more
like
it
to
be
found
inside.
After
wandering
around
briefly
I
happened
upon
a
mysterious
door.
Curious
fellow
that
I
am,
I
opened
it
and
was
immediately
bombarded
with
a
concetrated
smoke
cloud
the
likes
of
which
no
human
has
experienced
since
the
eruption
of
mount
Vesuvius
in
79
AD.
Turns
out,
I
had
stumbled
into
the
smoking
area,
which
contained
a
good
fifty
people
all
huddled
in
the
tight
space
and
huffing
on
cigarettes
like
there
was
no
tomorrow.
I
suspect
they
needed
the
nicotine
hit
to
cope
with
the
stress
inducing
environment.
On
top
of
all
of
this,
the
floor
was
extremely
sticky,
most
likely
so
as
to
prevent
poor
victims
such
as
myself
from
escaping.
I
felt
like
a
little
fly
trapped
inside
a
spider's
web.
For
the
cherry
on
top
of
what
was
already
one
of
the
most
miserable
experiences
of
my
life,
once
I
did
finally
manage
to
leave,
a
homeless
crackhead
emerged
from
the
alley
and
spat
an
unidentified
bodily
fluid
on
my
pants
before
crawling
after
me
while
screaming
obscenities.
It
felt
like
the
whole
place
was
a
hive
mind
with
the
sole
purpose
of
inflicting
discomfort
and
mild
suffering
upon
anyone
unfortunate
enough
to
stumble
inside.
Also
the
alcohol
was
expensive.
Overall
I
cannot
recommend
it.
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