The novelty of overpaying for drinks, or being hustled for drinks, while trying not to look at someone's not-too-clean-looking private parts splayed right there in front of you, well, it wears thin quickly down on the Block. And when it does, one may find oneself seeking stronger, more affordable drink among the fully clothed. That leaves only one place: the Midway, on the first floor below Tattoo Charlie's. It's the only non-adult-entertainment establishment on the Block that has a liquor license, which is saying something. Maybe you'll end up in a conversation there with a dancer, making herself right after her shift. Or maybe it'll be a smash-nosed, washed-up alley-fighter, looking 20 years older than he really is, who keeps you company as best he can, given the state of his smoked-out vocal chords. Or maybe some pimp-looking fellow will woo your girl with fresh lines, just shy of the bounds of civility. But everyone will keep their clothes on, and you can still take credit for hanging out on the Block, and it won't set you back near as bad as a strip club.
