Oh ye steadfast droogs, blood hot with the sounds of the city and scarred ladies, fallen to the night's insincerity. Oh ye ramblers, creepers, striders and stumblers. Oh ye captains of sin and crusaders of lost causes. Oh ye lost and found. Step with me, into the right dark alley, and quench thy thirsts with the Milk of Midian, poured cold or hot, pure or corrupt, dark or light. Relaxation is found, in our darks rooms, and laughter and wickedness, and those calm moments before a welcomed storm. Korova Milk Bar Owner - Liberte Kesten Manager - Alric Bravin