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"I serve a wide variety of alcohol and create a meeting
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for most Wicker Park scenesters."
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More About Rainbo
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Occupation:
self employed
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Hobbies and Interests:
photo booths, beer, alcoholic beverages, bikes, pinball machines, art, promoting the WP, mingling, people watching, old toys
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Favorite Books:
The Hipster's Handbook
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Favorite Music:
emo, indie rock, classic rock, electroclash
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Favorite TV Shows:
The Simpsons
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Zodiac Sign:
Capricorn
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About Me:
I serve a wide variety of alcohol and create a meeting
place
for most Wicker Park scenesters.
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Who I Want to Meet:
If you are part of the hippest of hipsters, a member of the
Wicker Park elite, or just looking to be part of the
scene...rainbolounge@hotmail.com
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Testimonials and Comments for Rainbo
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alienated camaraderie
exorcised spirits
haunting memories
Actually, I think that was heartburn, but it reminds me of the good ole' days of the mid-90's spent at Rainbo. I'm glad it's still "the" place to go for hip Liquor Park scenesters.
pescado borracho en una charca grande.
to run into all of your ex's and a dozen of
their ex's
doom metal
this is highly encouraged and appreciated
_Your Flesh_ from 1994, for a former
Rainbo dude who died very young of
cancer -- that made quite an impression
on me.
I'm glad the Rainbo can
survive the changes in the neighborhood.
Same with the Alliance bakery -- now
that place fucking rocks.
Anyway.
It's not the bar's fault that the crowd
changed. And, in case nobody gets that
far down reading the testimonials, I am
re-posting this:
Jonathan, Wednesday, December 24, 2003:
I go looking for the old Rainbo, Frankie
Machine's blood-bucket Rainbo, where the
only hook-up a frostbit West-Sider could
find was a morphine spoon and a Polish
whore named 'Silky.'
with the boilermakers, you made
me puke in the urinal while I was
peeing.
But it's okay, you held my hair back
and I didn't spill a drop.
floor when you close so I can wake up
and just keep on drinking? This "last-
call" bullshit that I hear everynight is
starting to get old. Get back to me,
okay? Thanks.
presents (what size do you where in button-
downs?) on this great day of joy (sure beats JC's
b-day)!