Put on your glad-rags

Yesterday evening a friend and I tried a new bar. It was empty besides a single barfly who was talking funerals in Mabvuku whilst nursing a Pilsner. The waiters were so thrilled to see us it seemed like we were their first customers of the day. On the way up the green carpeted stairs I saw this sign.

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