As I walked into the bar, I only just managed to dodge the stool thrown at my head, although it was quickly clear that wasn't the intended target, as the two men fighting were only focused on each other.
I looked around, amazed at how casual the other patrons were to what looked to be a life or death fight going on. I made my way to the bartender.
"Where's your security to break this up?"
"They are the security."
"So call the cops!"
"No, I mean no-one's gonna try anything while they're fighting, are they?"
"It's a show?"
"No."
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