I am daOak; the ghost and spirit of a sophisticated little drinking emporium on Dame Street, Dublin, Ireland. Quite a splendid little place, even though I say so myself.
Unfortunately it is attached to it's sister bar the Thomas Read by an internal staircase, which at times empties it’s pseudo-snob patrons into my inner sanctum like a rhinoceros with a dose of the trots.
What was once my living home is now at times the watering hole for a pretentious and ugly mob of twats! Actually most of them are really nice, I just like giving them a hard time. Unfortunately for reasons of being dead and only in spirit form I cannot write this myself so I have asked ‘The Wise One’ to share my comments along with a few of his own.
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