What more can we say about Rain? That we dance until there's more water outside our body than liquor inside it? That this one time we saw a drag queen laid out like Elizabeth Taylor in Cleopatra on the patio daybeds and our only wish was to be in her inner coterie? We can dream! If we keep going, maybe one day! Lesbihonest, across town, Cheer Up Charlie's transition from food-cart heaven to fully functioning bar and party space couldn't have come at a better time. Coinciding with Austin's veritable queerenaissance, CUC's became ground zero for the new queer nation (southwest council). The interior is small and spare, but the patio is where it's at on any given night. You can find us there, sipping on those fresh, young coconuts with radical abandon.
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