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$3-ish Drinks at The Hard to Find Geary Club

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The Geary Club isn’t the filthiest, or even the most insane dive in town but it may be one of the smallest. It’s a narrow shotgun style bar with just enough space to squeeze in some barstools. It’s like drinking in a dusty dollhouse full of five o’clock shadowed clowns and discoloured Raggedy-Anns. In addition to that its run by a tiny toy-like woman who always seems somewhere between tipsy and drunk. Don’t get any ideas, though, she may like a little nip, but she’s still a lady. I personally witnessed an unwary drunken hipster get kicked to the curb for his use of foul language. She doesn’t need any of that.

The drink prices are hard to decipher, but it seems if you aren’t above drinking well or beer you won’t spend over three dollars per drink.

Getting there may be your biggest challenge, however. It’s smack down in the middle of town, but I doubt some of its neighbours know it exists. Apparently its neon sign caught fire some years ago and the little lady didn’t feel like replacing it. How this tinderbox didn’t go down with its sign is beyond me, but it definitely has benefited from the ensuing anonymity.

The Geary Club
768 Geary St. near Hyde St.
[The Tenderloin]

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Stephen Torres - Threadbare-Fact Finder (Editor, San Francisco)

Stephen's early years were spent in a boxcar overlooking downtown Los Angeles. From there he moved around the state with his family before settling under the warm blanket of smog that covers suburban Southern California. Moving around led to his inability to stay in one place for very long, but San Francisco has been reeling him back in with its siren song since 1999.
By trade he pours booze, but likes to think he can write and does so occasionally for the SF Bay Guardian, Bold Italic and 7x7. He also likes to enjoy time spent in old eateries, bars and businesses that, by most standards, would have been condemned a long time ago.