Costers

Not to be confused with the trendy coffee house. You'll definitely feel a little silly ordering a pretty mochachino in this basement bar which plunges into the depths of darkness, revealing an underground lair of heavy metal, spikes and skulls. Often occupied by chain- bearing misfits who wouldn't piss on a coffee-clad thespian if they were on fire. It's easy to miss as the entrance isn't the most obvious in the world, but the goth outside fumbling for a lighter should point you in the right direction.

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