A biker bar in rural Northern California - and not the bicycle kind - that smelled of stale beer and cigarettes and had vaguely Confederate signage, with the song "Hair" playing on the sound system. Incongruous? Or a sign of the times?
A biker bar in rural Northern California - and not the bicycle kind - that smelled of stale beer and cigarettes and had vaguely Confederate signage, with the song "Hair" playing on the sound system. Incongruous? Or a sign of the times?