Greenwich, CT is one of the weirdest places on earth. If you go into any bar at any time, everyone is just talking about golf. All the time. Like. Sure, golf is alright but good lord. *Anything* else would be a better conversation piece. Nope. Just golf. Golf. GOLF. GOOOOOOLLLLFFFFFF
There are literally 10 dudes sitting at this bar, Ginger Man, and they are all wearing golf shirts and talking about golf. Bret Easton Ellis could not have come up with this complete nonsense. Which circle of hell have I stumbled upon?
