...about the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now:
With that one (old time-y) (semi-secret) fraternal organization that has the second story storefront above the restaurant, they have a big neon sign in their window up there, and they also have a colorful painted logo on the glass door of the staircase going upstairs, that's right by our entrance.
Like this summer, some customers on the patio were asking me if the group was still active, and I told them yes, and that often on Wednesday nights you can smell the cigar smoke from upstairs.
And then I was like, "And a lot of times you can hear babies crying, but they sacrifice them pretty quickly, so it doesn't bother us too much."
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