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This place will take you back to the days when we were cutting up tires to make sandals, eating boiled unripe jackfruit to keep away the hunger, and were totally screwed if we ever lost the ration book for the monthly rice. Artfully stained wooden tables, a floor of recycled barrel staves, photographs from the album of the People's Army, and replicas of a few beautiful propaganda posters make this place feel like home circa 1982. Snacks and beverages are as usual, except the coffee. It stages a coup, overthrows Arabica, and keeps the people awake and productive all night.