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With it's half-broken and rickety sign that barely displays the bar's name, The Gentlemen's Respite noses its heaps of sin like a ropy mongrel among the bins, partly embarrassed, partly excited, partly disgusted, partly sad... It's owned by a bookie named Richie who welcomes anyone into his grimy pocket of the south. He has to: unlike The Long Drop, with its dangerously unique alcoholic concoctions and wide variety of underworld trade, Richie has relatively little to offer in the way of drinks. The mugs in The Respite are cobwebbed and cracked, the prices absurd. Richie has given up trying to sell anything. His prices are too high compared to The Long Drop's competitive variety. This bar has instead become a hub for whores to brandish their wares and loud tavern wenches to entertain passersby. It's always packed - a warm glow amid the rain and gloom - inside and out, with men drunk from the Long Drop having stumbled downwind to the catcalls of ladies. What The Respite has that the Long Drop doesn't is food, in good measure, and a selection of independent southern wenches who appreciate Richie's hands-off patronage. One (known as 'Anostaisier') is legendary; Richie even allows her to use his backroom for her work so it needn't be done in the darkened streets. He obviously gains a cut from all this.