Here is Letna's latest hedonistic nexus from which you can smash a table to splinters in a drunken rage at four in the morning over that poor little broken heart of yours and then stagger home.
This little bar is part swank and part down-and-dirty, with dogs mixed in for good measure. Non-smokers should definitely beware, for although this bar is not in a cellar, it gets quite foggy in here sometimes.
Pictured above was one evening in the not-too-distant past when two girls arrived with an old locked suitcase. The Serb broke the lock and we found inside a collection of neatly-folded old dresses. There was nothing to do at that point but to put them on, and enjoy the night.
