Hangar

The Hangar is one of those old, dank grotto bars, a relic from the 80s, in a hard-to-find location, mainly because the door to this venue is unmarked. Inside there are two bars, dark rooms where men tug on each other, a filthy, pit-stinking bathroom, and loud music and videos playing all around. It's a favorite of horned-up Roman locals, none of which ever seem worth the time; and crazed tourists, which can be extremely y, alone and vulnerable. It's a hit or miss place and mainly spot for hooking up.