Slumbering in every human being lies an infinity of possibilities, which one must not arouse in vain. For it is terrible when the whole man resonates with echoes and echoes, none becoming a real voice. -Elias Canetti, Notes from Hampstead

ClevelandSGS recently stopped in at the Cooley Lounge located at 3670 West 130 St. This spot has been popular at some time or another with family, friends and foes. The Cooley is one of those places where you peek in the window and clench your fists before entering. This is not only from fear of the unknown, but also to make sure that you are allowed to enter. The Cooley graciously welcomes all, but clearly is there to serve a steady clientele of hard drinking regulars.

The Cooley is a no frills, meat and potatoes neighborhood watering hole, so keep your scarf and argyle socks at home, fancy boys. The jukebox is still kicking with Bob Seger and Bob Seger. SGS debated if we had been to any other local haunt where the beers were so cheap. At one point a few regulars brought the heat on our consumption because we were cutting into their supply of Rolling Rock. The Cooley stocks for their regulars and we were throwing a spanner into their cache.

Check out the Cooley Lounge—the kind of place your dad used to go to when he had a bad day.

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