This is the kind of place Vince Noir and Howard Moon might begin one of their legendary adventures... a cafe/pub full of moustachioed fisherman sucking on pipes in shadowy alcoves or playing chess on rickety tables. If, however, none of the old sea dogs invite you to take a trip out on Black Lake, then you can still have plenty of fun settling down in U Literatow with a vodka or two or lounging upstairs in the library room. Cult.
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