Review of Sjätte Tunnan – by Allan T.
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What happened to the Barrel!?
Remember The year 2007. I went here for the first time with expectations on top, had heard from the safe source that they had no guards and that one could drink mead. Once there we were received by a magician. He looked stressed and affected out but it only contributed positively to his mad manege. Vips, so I had a coin behind the ear, VIPs, ended up the coin on the floor. When I looked up after picking up the coin from the floor he was gone, like a mirage.
This is a nice memory I carry and will always compare that experience with all new ones. With that said, this place is no longer delivering. An obvious tourist trap and nothing for diehard, Konsumtionsmedvetna Stockholmers.
Patience to add that I was thrown out the same night after an attempt to get on a knight's armour. Had ex Number of Jars Mead in me and went willing with the Getskäggspryda man to the exit. He saw me in the eyes and said ' ' You are ported on Llivstid ' ' Tji, he got when I came there the weekend after and it after that too.
E-type, fix your crib! You're always on my mind!