I live four doors down from the Golden Heart pub above a red Thai restaurant called Rosa's. Surprisingly, I don't actually go to either very often. The corner this pub is on is usually the corner we get to when we stop an ask: 'Where shall we go for a drink?' and then keep on walking. But I feel very attached to the place, and to the characters who drink there, and to the eccentric landlady who runs the place with a iron fist. They have put mistletoe up around the bar, and Christmas trees out the front. It makes the whole street look very festive. Now that I finally have my Scrabble board I think I may go there a bit more often.
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