Le chat enorme

The apocalypse might begin in alleyways lit by orange gaslights. It might begin in jazz pubs. How about jazz pubs in Prague? I wonder if they have any. Gaslights and jazz bars...yes..that's what I'd look for in Prague. I danced once, at a jazz club last year. The light was dim, the stage smelt stale, and there was no light in the washroom. It was warm though, and the winter evening outside chilled me to the bone. Jazz grey.