Ohhh, Bonny’s. Let’s reminisce about those glorious nights spent at the epically grungy Logan Square bar Bonny’s. You stood outside for 45 minutes in front of a rickety, sign-free brick building next to a photography studio showcasing some very questionable shirtless “models.” As you took your first steps inside, your senses were smacked by the “unique” scent of the late-night joint. You then (hopefully) proceeded to dance in a puddle of sweat, clutching your three dollar PBR during a far-from average 4:00 AM dance party, grooving to the mixes of DJ Major Taylor – the only man who could throw in the famous “AHHHHHHHHHHHH ZA BENYA” (Circle of Life) from the Lion King after Bell Biv DeVoe’s Poison.
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