If ever a bar looked like it’s owner it was Papa Bear’s.
Back in the day Papa looked like a grizzly.
Now, his legendary thick brown curls were grey, thin and lacklustre. His once-bearded face, pockmarked, gaunt and jaundiced.
The only imposing thing about him was his beer belly.
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