
Here's something about the smoking ban that few have thought about. Now that smokers have to go outside, that stale cigarette smoke no longer masks your natural funky must. All that money you've been spending on squares could have gone toward deodorants and other notions.
We're guessing that peak hours at Rainbo must be particularly unbearable.

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Skinny Hipster Boys who bike alot and wear skinny jeans?
Yeah, that is not a combination for happy smell. Showers and a pat of cologne for every man!
Cologne's a bit much though.
I still can't get the smell of my old roommate's fancydan stink out of my nostrils.
Or the mental picture of me repeatedly punching him.
If AXE replaces SMOKE, it is not a good trade-off.
And while I would agree with the main point of this article, i.e. the smoking ban leads to smelliness, I would like to note that I brought this up like a month ago and it is the BARS that smell, not the people.
I made this very nearly this exact comment on Chicagoist when the law was passed.
Stale beer and human funky.
You'll also notice that the lack of smoke means we get to encounter the smell of some of the bars themselves. Been to the Long Room lately? I think there's a dead pig carcass in the ceiling somewhere.
Peeugh!
The El still smells worse.
Yes, or you realize that your favorite bars actually smell like toilet.
I like my bars to have that toilet manly smell, it scares off all of those straight women that try to get into my favorite halsted street bars.