Review of The King's Fox – by Robert L.

The King's Fox

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I don't know if it's the venue, but I didn't like the place in its previous incarnation nor in this one.

There's something about the whole snack that screams "Dive Bar" — and not in a good way — and I always go on and off with a sense of "never again."

Then it is usually never again as an active choice, but sometimes as part of a group.

Unsexy music, perfectly OK selection in the bar, boring room. I don't know why you should just go here.

But the taste is like the bake.