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Its like you walk into Heveans pub and in front of you theres some 20 something knob in skinny jeans, moused hair and beard looking like a closet homosexual, windswept jihadi. He asks the barman for a bottle of San quackquack Larrrgarrrr. The barmen says, "Certainly". Pulls the pump and a trap...

HeveaN is where they let the right people in and keep the wrong people out.