Exile — Restaurant in Chattanooga

One would think that a man who'd died And stood once more beneath the blue Who split the crust of lash and lid Open eyes would view all things anew. Through death does not a man Transcend his vice, his hate and sin? Or is it hate that brings the frothing Mouth murmuring for revenge? The moon now gilds a man in silver Like hoarfrost on December glass He makes no sound as he approaches Except the crunch of frozen grass. He's seen beyond the veil and now In stillness stands there like a stone - He dares to stare through the window Into the midnight darkness of my home. A delicate balance of warmth and cold Must flow through his brittle vein; He's become one with the night And death now stare through my pane.

Goth night here kicks ass. Mayonnaise is disgusting anywhere you...

I (22 years old) came here with my boyfriend (21 years old) and we were denied despite using our REAL IDs. The security guard was incredibly rude and threatened to take away our REAL IDs. I wanted him to take away my ID so I could call the police and prove him wrong. I will not being returning. I don’t know the bouncer’s name but he was Asian and had a nose piercing. Terrible experience. Edit: What kind of response is that? Never saw your comment because I don't really check this stuff, but they never even scanned the ID. And they denied the third person in the group who had a freakin PASSPORT. Hope you have a better staff this...

love this little hole in the wall, santas and portapottys and all. the dance floor is always a high vibe and the staff there is always sympathetic and lovely. even the last time i went, there was a guest who tried to ruin my night by touching me inappropriately, which i told staff about, and they immediately kicked him out, no exceptions. that was really validating to experience. i felt safe and cared for, i always have when i’m there, but that night especially i felt it. the dj is always ballin’ out and the smashboyz burgers are NOT...