If you're going to be wending your way through crack addicts, men wearing garbage bags as clothing and general oddities of the night you might as well do it for the right reasons. We took our private parts and couple of friends down what some may call the shadiest 200 feet of street in San Francisco, sliding into the dim interior for yet another night of lush-life. Can't say we're not dedicated.
Behind the bar, a woman named Universe (only in SF!) was not only was heavy-handedly pouring drinks for her peeps but orchestrating a rare boy-girl-boy-girl seating arrangement on the other side of the bar. Not an easy thing to do at all. The DJ eventually showed up, late but making good on the obscure punk/metal/shoegazer tracks we loved so much in college. Under the Fraggle 
Rock grotto at the back of the bar young men and women lurked and shouted into each other's poor choice of haircuts. Virgin Mary candles lit tiny sparkles on the grotto's façade and the crowd grew, eerily placing together rocker dudes, hipster youngins, girlie-girls and too-dirty-to-be-out-on-a-Friday-night drunks each consuming cheap-ass drinks from plastic cups. For the love of God, $1 wells and PBRs till 9? Yes, sometimes we feel blest to live in this drinky-crow kind of town.
SFist Nico, contributing
Dive-a-liscous Arrow Bar, down skank-a-liscous 6th Street (10 6th St. to be exact) is the Dirty to your Harry, the mar to your tini. You might miss the place, maybe even purposely, but not to worry, there's a giant arrow signaling the way in most likely for those snookered enough not to remember why they're coming back to the Arrow again.
Much ado has been made about Arrow's unusual odor, the candy-store scene in the bathrooms and the oddities known as Arrow Bar's regulars, but as late night comes around there's no better place to put your sloppy loveliness. You'll be grooving and loving the music and your neighbor and that your wallet still has some of your income left in it. And you can use your debit card to pay! Live bands sometimes even pack themselves into the space with the rest of the questionable fashion choices.
Don't expect your average pub night at the Arrow bar. Especially on Fridays when you can drink a lot of those dollar drinks we mentioned earlier. It guarantees for some interesting happenings past midnight, surely no doubt about that.
Cheers!
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I know Universe from BigFoot Lounge on Polk. She is one rockin' tender of bars and mixologist - and if anyone can create a boy-girl-boy-girl scenario in a bar through sheer will, she can.
Universe rules it.