Dovre

I can't explain how completely amazing the Dovre Club is. If earth was purgatory, the Dovre would be heaven...err...I mean to say that last one without the 'if'. It should be more of a declarative sentence. The Dovre IS the afterlife. Every time I go there I want to fucking snuggle into one of those couches and stay forever. I'm always hopping off the Bart on 24th and trying to restrain myself from running over there. I can never quite recall the walk BACK to the stupid Bart - but tonight I managed to get home anyway.